bowing his head allowed his gaze to investigate the person from the tips of their shoes on. As if to confirm to what was now all too obvious. She was the seventh victim.
He realized only then the strong odor similar to camphor, of which the room was full. Shaken by the tremor that had seized continuous definitely her, go back 'to watch the girls. Dolls all in the same pose. The arms and legs outstretched, stiffened by now, did not permit a proper seat. They stood leaning against the chairs, so ', stiff, inteccherite. The color of the meat is understood that they were killed at different times. But because 'they were still in a state such' conserved enough? Someone had taken care of them. Their skin was shiny, greasy from who knows' what ointment. Then I notice 'rings. Each had a ring like the others. Reluctantly approached 'for a better look at the stones. It was opals, for all
jolt 'to the sound of footsteps. Someone came down the stairs. In the hall by 'Gary followed by an' old lady with piercing eyes and cold as steel.
-Darling, let me introduce my mother, Jane Harris. Mom and this' Eveline, the chosen one. .- The white lady's face
the old stretched out his lips into a thin wound that was supposed to represent a smile and looked instead to dramatically cut the crescent on the throat of every girl. The mother handed Gary a little box.
-'s Eveline. This' for you. It 's a aquamarine. Ensures a happy marriage and lasting .-
Eveline felt faint but grab 'the jewel that the young man was holding out. Unconsciously, he looked at the bodies on the chairs.
-Them? ... Do not worry ..- The whisper 'the woman with premura.-There will be more' harm, nothing will 'undermine your understanding. They had given Gary an opal. Indicates true love. But none have been worthy. You are ', you will be instead. You shall be together forever ...-
son spoke up: "You'll be my own White Lady, candid, pure, loyal. -
slips' ring on her finger. Then he approached his mother 'never taking his eyes of steel Eveline.
_Tu know that Gary and 'destined to become the Prince of Sleep? As a child during our trip to the Amazon contracted a rare disease caused by the bite of a rodent in the forest. There is no antidote. E 'is intended to sleep for ever, so' suddenly. One of the first signs of worsening, then we went, it was a sudden lowering of voice, a persistent hoarseness. We know that it 's time. But it will not be 'death. oh no! Gary will be 'The Prince of eternal sleep, peace, serenity'. And you'll be his bride. He has chosen you from all of them .- He finished off with a flourish of his thin arm towards the spectators around them lifeless.
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When several days after the police managed ', with its use of a blowtorch, to force the lock the heavy door and access in the villa, only the agent Wood and Lieutenant Parsons managed to enter the great hall. The smell was unbearable, take the throat and be able to withstand the nausea was impossible. But the view was much worse. In addition to what Evelyn had already 'discovered on his arrival, the two police officers were able to note that the center of the room had been set a big bed with silk sheets and a blanket beautifully embroidered. On it lay a young man and a girl who looked like a doll, dressed all in white. He wore a blissful, calm seemed to be asleep. The young but had the same expression of the other, sitting in a circle around the dismal thalamus: eyes wide open terror and the sign on the throat of a single wound to precise cutting and deep, surely fatal. The red of blood, copious on the dress on the bed, did highlight the whiteness of the hair ribbon, bag, carefully placed beside the body, shoes.
In a corner, almost camouflaged by the heavy drapery of the curtains, stood out the lean figure of an old lady who was watching them with a bold attitude and fair.
- Feel honored: you are elected, the first who can testify to the world that the Prince of Eternal Sleep celebrated his wedding with White Lady, as fate decided.
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