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Berg 77 - 28 Brekane

The Shadow knows!

Avatar: Alec Baldwin

Kahn came to the pier first. It was eight o'clock in the evening. The yellow light of street lamps spread with difficulty through the fog.

When he heard the laughter, did not bat an eyelid. Others at the sound would die of fear.

He, however, checked the first leather gloves, then looked up at the stores. There was none.

Suddenly he felt drag toward the edge of the wharf. The Shadow was that had seized him by the collar, lifting a few inches from the ground - Call your henchmen - ordered.

Kahn smiled - It's too late - with his left hand was holding the wrist of the executioner, the other had a transistor radio on which a voice kept repeating the same phrase: Klaatu Barada Nikto.

- I lied when I asked for a truce. I was just taking time. Now the hypnotic agent has spread through the water supply. When the population of New York will hear these words, half of them committed suicide and the other half will be in my power!

- I am not so naive, Kahn - The Shadow said. With a lightning movement snapped his fingers. In the distance he heard an explosion. From radio, then, only background noise.

- I think I won? Do not you realize that you've just injected a deadly poison to which only I know the antidote? - Kahn showed his free hand: the glove was covered with tiny spikes that had scratched the skin of the wrist of The Shadow.

- And you think I will leave you free in exchange dell'antidoto?

- No - said Kahn - die together - and swallowed a cyanide capsule hidden in a molar cable. He died slowly from a seizure, with a yellow slime that dripped from his mouth, and a questioning look that said, why do not you?

The Shadow placed the corpse on the dock.

- I'm sick of these idiots.

He looked scratched his wrist and the layer of synthetic leather that he wore for protection.

- I have to change jobs - said in the fog away - Maybe I could work on TV - he added, not entirely convinced.

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Exercise 4 - Exercise 4 Federico

 avatar: Macaulay Culkin 

The trunk was still dark at the door, where she had left.

- Sooner or later everything is useful, thought chewing grains.

The crunch of wheat flakes filled the room.

- I told you to pack!

He let go of the throttle: the thud of the Wreck on the sidewalk ended the surge.

- Dad?

's face reddened leaned out the window in the middle of a cacophony of angry horns.

- you're following me!

- You're crazy. I've got that motor from

Not at all interested in the new and old human subjects, slipped quickly through the traffic.

No phone, no cellular phone or fixed. The last was his. He hit the buttons on the phone: the time a couple of rings empty, then closed the call.

- I still think you follow me.

- nonsense.

- I do not want the nurse! Get away from me, ok?

- Can I have a sandwich?

- Do not like sandwiches.

- And do you know?

The man picked up the bag from the tray, and looking at him from under the eyelashes away.

- You do not like. Go away. And turning to the next customer, stretched her lips into a smile.

too hot, the water was burning my fingers.

kept peeking his trunk, but maybe not really looked at him, leaning over the sink back to the door. Then he took the time to dry the dishes. The hand left his mark on the wet floor. The trunk was still there.

The effort made to fill the rose in my throat. Where to put it? The problem remained. Where?

- Again?

- Well? I can not even invite you to dinner?

- If you hope will come out six ...

- I promise that I will be alone. And I'll shut up. At eight to me.

- I do not think ... he hung up. Ok. He clenched his teeth with a spasm.

Eight. The door opened. It is him. The hammer struck hard, and it was all over in one blow.

The house is neat and clean, remained silent: the table set ahead.

- Oh, hell.

keep stirring, pushing his finger in the bottom of the pot float. After all, a dinner with his father would have done.

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96 - or 54 p!

THREE RED ROSES
Avatar: Tim Roth

Cal Lightman greeted Emily and her daughter moved away in the rain. After a few steps he was surprised to run: the rain was rapidly turning into a downpour. He got home he was drunk. This changed in minutes, cursing the weather the night before: "Shit - I think - I left about half an hour and I still have to go from flower shop to buy something plausible for Alex." Alex, who actually named Alexandra, was a promising photographer, with a mania for details. Everything had to be perfect for her, let alone the first official dinner - after four fleeting encounters - with what he had proclaimed himself The man in her life.
Cal Lightman came down the stairs race, got into his car, ran at full speed along the Santa Monica Boulevard and parked in front of the flower shop. It took a few seconds to understand, looking at the florist describe the plants, the white roses that were not absolutely just cut (raised eyebrow too), and probably pretty much the plant was not exactly resistant and long-lived (scratching the nose) . He opted for the Canon then three red roses, as the gestures of the florist, in describing how a timeless classic for the first appointments, confirmed the sincerity of the council.
thanked the lady, ran out of the store and climbed into the car, destination: King's Road Cafe on Beverly Boulevard.
that Alex had already arrived at the table.
- "Do not worry, I have just arrived," said Alex, adjusting the fringe.
- "I'm sorry, I lost a little 'time to take this" Cal Lightman Roses performed it like a magician pulling a rabbit out of the hat. The move did not seem surprised Alex, who just smiled and say thank you.
- "I must tell you something, Cal, I know that we've known for a short time, but I realized one thing ... "left open the sentence.
- "... what? "
-" I love you, Cal. "
Cal looked closely at the facial expression of Alex.
and smiled.