CHAPTER 3
The dark essence
All 'alba I came home exhausted from that' experience incredibile.Di Who was that voice? Who allowed me to collect that object mysterious? thousand questions crowding my mind already proven and physical unfortunately affected.
entering I placed the object on the table and absolutely quiet sank on the sofa, I began to look more care and attention
trying to figure it out but my part rational was already gone by the wayside. I was too preoccupied by the events, moreover, had just been 24 hours since my arrival in Bridgeport and had already been hit by emotions and events that I did not imagine that it has closed lontanamente.Credevo with that phase of my life and instead I was sitting in the living room quell'urna constantly looking (because he had propio form) without knowing what to do and how reagire.Mi flashed to mind the idea to open it and see what was inside scared but decided to keep them as any ornament hoping that someday my mind generated a decent idea.
A sudden headache then I did surrender ... I fell asleep almost immediately fell into a restless sleep ....
- Winter Heinrich Himmler -
was the most frightening and vicious. The head of the clan of the immense colony of vampires that for centuries dominated the city of Teutonic origin Bridgeport.Di has reigned for centuries, imposing its will by violence and ferocity. After having betrayed the expectations of his father and his peers in faraway Germany and have caused a rupture with the old original of his clan decided to leave and followed by a few metropoli.Da then landed in a crescendo of violence and guilty of murder without a hit until the city Alxander Myers tired of the continuing problems caused by Heinrich coming to Bridgeport he tried in vain to calm the young and rebellious vampire but could not, in fact, too, Alexander guard of the original clan, perished under the bloody hands of the ferocious Heinrich .........
watched the bike speeding away heard the sound across the valley to vanish with the dawn .. \u0026lt;Maledizione!!>
trying to reason then cried about what had just happened.
muscles contracts made his face even more terrible and his anger grew more and piu.Gli left little to be done for the night so he decided to kill and eat saziandosi umano.Poi bloodlust with the first flashes of light the sun ran away from luce.Ma before going back into the valley where the unnamed cottage quietly welcomed the threat of the past.
He looked long at home ruminating on what happened, then a timid ray of sun touched his figure and he recoiled in pain and discomfort waiting for this unexpected burn everything heals quickly.
were risking too much waiting for them to stop any cenno.Metteva his life in danger but had been blocked from her thoughts and a fear of the unknown prevented any intrapendere iniziativa.Poi gave a last look thoughtful and using his powers have not yet been completely undermined by the sun returned to rest in its crypt.
It was a cold and wet but especially buio.Li felt safe and despite its small force in disposizione.Era the kingdom of pain and blood and fed constantly repeating every night his sacred ritual: the lifeblood of a master umano.Non be a place because it was never his uncontrollable thirst has always satisfied her craving with enthusiasm; her instincts have never cheated and he would not even now that he knew of the existence of that threat ... .. Roscoe Alexander reminded him ... he knew that there was a link between the two indestructible and had to come up with something for Roscoe eliminate so that we can preserve its control over the city.
Heinrich looked around trying to reason and find a solution to the land that problema.A old book covered in cobwebs caught his eye ..
the book was snatched from the hands of Alexander before ucciderlo.Era the secret book containing the history of the clan of vampires from the beginning of world.and model, a line to follow on from generation to generation that had passed from father to son and now after having killed a guardian of the secrets was finally finished in hand sua.Heinrich Roscoe knew how he had managed to forget everything but the memories do not just delete the was enough and we had tried to turn his dull flame of life and the punitive expedition in place long ago at the end had proved inconclusive.
Now he comes back a new opportunity: eliminating Roscoe could merge the two clans, the old and new, giving himself the opportunity through the hereditary line of being able to unify and control the most great clan mondo.Ma arose another problem as well as Roscoe: urna.Retaggio the damn familiar? possible because the ancestors of Alexander had American origins but who and what Roscoe had addressed them and had allowed him to get back to that 'object? He had more resources had been Heinrich sedensosi so tired of the gray marble catafalque lingered a little longer ..
the late Heinrich let go lay completely naked on the cold stone, closed his eyes, blood red, her tongue came out of stealth again timidly from his hiding to steal a few small drops of dried blood on his lips
then retired disappearing into her mouth and a grin on his face was born and the sun was already high in the sky bully. ....
..... I the Lord of Darkness,
I need the comfort of the shadows and the darkness of the night
am ...
The light from the sun is my mortal enemy
,
But all this will change.
Tonight is the sun go down for the last time.
will never again give it a sunrise !!....
.........
era una figura ---- ... Alexander sconosciuta a Roscoe ... Quella voce non era la sua non fu lui a far riemergere del passato dalle Nebbie source 'urna. In effetti ha ricordi Roscoe Confusi e ricorda il suo passato con Fatica .... ----
source 'urna immobile sul tavolino, odor di sigarette Spente air, familiar voices in my head ... I ringiro convulsively in bed, clench the sheets ... I'm sweating and my breathing is getting stronger ...... It 's dark and cold are only vague seeking shelter in the woods ... I feel this' constant presence hovering over me and all of a sudden lightning shows me with horror the figure of a being disconnected terrificante.Due red eyes open in front of me suddenly and You stare at me ... and I look closer .... A horrible and bloody face smiling at me, a young man opens his arms to me .. Its sharp teeth and his mouth covered with blood .... You are about to attack me ...--- I wake I know it's a dream but I can not! ---... Scream when a paletto trafigge quest'orribile figura e questa mi si mostra a me dolorante e sorridente.Un rimbombo del tuono e quegli occhi rossi non ci sono piu c'è solo una mano e un viso amico che mi aiutano ad alzarmi....Apro gli occhi pieni di lacrime e mi metto a sedere nel letto con la faccia di Jack stampata nella mente.Mi accendo una sigaretta per cercare di dimenticare quell 'incubo.Salendo per le scale mi accorgo dell'arrivo di un temporale,torno a sedermi sul divano osservando l'urna mentre i lampi pian piano si avvicinano accompagnati dal brontolio del tuono e il sole del pomeriggio si nasconde dietro nuvole nere.
entering I placed the object on the table and absolutely quiet sank on the sofa, I began to look more care and attention
trying to figure it out but my part rational was already gone by the wayside. I was too preoccupied by the events, moreover, had just been 24 hours since my arrival in Bridgeport and had already been hit by emotions and events that I did not imagine that it has closed lontanamente.Credevo with that phase of my life and instead I was sitting in the living room quell'urna constantly looking (because he had propio form) without knowing what to do and how reagire.Mi flashed to mind the idea to open it and see what was inside scared but decided to keep them as any ornament hoping that someday my mind generated a decent idea.
A sudden headache then I did surrender ... I fell asleep almost immediately fell into a restless sleep ....
- Winter Heinrich Himmler -
was the most frightening and vicious. The head of the clan of the immense colony of vampires that for centuries dominated the city of Teutonic origin Bridgeport.Di has reigned for centuries, imposing its will by violence and ferocity. After having betrayed the expectations of his father and his peers in faraway Germany and have caused a rupture with the old original of his clan decided to leave and followed by a few metropoli.Da then landed in a crescendo of violence and guilty of murder without a hit until the city Alxander Myers tired of the continuing problems caused by Heinrich coming to Bridgeport he tried in vain to calm the young and rebellious vampire but could not, in fact, too, Alexander guard of the original clan, perished under the bloody hands of the ferocious Heinrich .........
watched the bike speeding away heard the sound across the valley to vanish with the dawn .. \u0026lt;Maledizione!!>
trying to reason then cried about what had just happened.
muscles contracts made his face even more terrible and his anger grew more and piu.Gli left little to be done for the night so he decided to kill and eat saziandosi umano.Poi bloodlust with the first flashes of light the sun ran away from luce.Ma before going back into the valley where the unnamed cottage quietly welcomed the threat of the past.
He looked long at home ruminating on what happened, then a timid ray of sun touched his figure and he recoiled in pain and discomfort waiting for this unexpected burn everything heals quickly.
were risking too much waiting for them to stop any cenno.Metteva his life in danger but had been blocked from her thoughts and a fear of the unknown prevented any intrapendere iniziativa.Poi gave a last look thoughtful and using his powers have not yet been completely undermined by the sun returned to rest in its crypt.
It was a cold and wet but especially buio.Li felt safe and despite its small force in disposizione.Era the kingdom of pain and blood and fed constantly repeating every night his sacred ritual: the lifeblood of a master umano.Non be a place because it was never his uncontrollable thirst has always satisfied her craving with enthusiasm; her instincts have never cheated and he would not even now that he knew of the existence of that threat ... .. Roscoe Alexander reminded him ... he knew that there was a link between the two indestructible and had to come up with something for Roscoe eliminate so that we can preserve its control over the city.
Heinrich looked around trying to reason and find a solution to the land that problema.A old book covered in cobwebs caught his eye ..
the book was snatched from the hands of Alexander before ucciderlo.Era the secret book containing the history of the clan of vampires from the beginning of world.and model, a line to follow on from generation to generation that had passed from father to son and now after having killed a guardian of the secrets was finally finished in hand sua.Heinrich Roscoe knew how he had managed to forget everything but the memories do not just delete the was enough and we had tried to turn his dull flame of life and the punitive expedition in place long ago at the end had proved inconclusive.
Now he comes back a new opportunity: eliminating Roscoe could merge the two clans, the old and new, giving himself the opportunity through the hereditary line of being able to unify and control the most great clan mondo.Ma arose another problem as well as Roscoe: urna.Retaggio the damn familiar? possible because the ancestors of Alexander had American origins but who and what Roscoe had addressed them and had allowed him to get back to that 'object? He had more resources had been Heinrich sedensosi so tired of the gray marble catafalque lingered a little longer ..
the late Heinrich let go lay completely naked on the cold stone, closed his eyes, blood red, her tongue came out of stealth again timidly from his hiding to steal a few small drops of dried blood on his lips
then retired disappearing into her mouth and a grin on his face was born and the sun was already high in the sky bully. ....
..... I the Lord of Darkness,
I need the comfort of the shadows and the darkness of the night
am ...
The light from the sun is my mortal enemy
,
But all this will change.
Tonight is the sun go down for the last time.
will never again give it a sunrise !!....
.........
era una figura ---- ... Alexander sconosciuta a Roscoe ... Quella voce non era la sua non fu lui a far riemergere del passato dalle Nebbie source 'urna. In effetti ha ricordi Roscoe Confusi e ricorda il suo passato con Fatica .... ----
source 'urna immobile sul tavolino, odor di sigarette Spente air, familiar voices in my head ... I ringiro convulsively in bed, clench the sheets ... I'm sweating and my breathing is getting stronger ...... It 's dark and cold are only vague seeking shelter in the woods ... I feel this' constant presence hovering over me and all of a sudden lightning shows me with horror the figure of a being disconnected terrificante.Due red eyes open in front of me suddenly and You stare at me ... and I look closer .... A horrible and bloody face smiling at me, a young man opens his arms to me .. Its sharp teeth and his mouth covered with blood .... You are about to attack me ...--- I wake I know it's a dream but I can not! ---... Scream when a paletto trafigge quest'orribile figura e questa mi si mostra a me dolorante e sorridente.Un rimbombo del tuono e quegli occhi rossi non ci sono piu c'è solo una mano e un viso amico che mi aiutano ad alzarmi....Apro gli occhi pieni di lacrime e mi metto a sedere nel letto con la faccia di Jack stampata nella mente.Mi accendo una sigaretta per cercare di dimenticare quell 'incubo.Salendo per le scale mi accorgo dell'arrivo di un temporale,torno a sedermi sul divano osservando l'urna mentre i lampi pian piano si avvicinano accompagnati dal brontolio del tuono e il sole del pomeriggio si nasconde dietro nuvole nere.
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