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- Excuse me, I retire to the room. The dinner was

-rich Ralf apologized.

- Okay, I go to kiss you good night, "said her mother.

- mimas Thou too, "said the father, estranged from his wife for a chandelier.

- But if a piece of bread. Understand that only a stance of age, in addition, the people have no

much to do - justified the mother.

At eighteen Ralf instilled respect. Son of family well. A five feet nine inches tall, eighty-two kilos of weight, muscles worked in countless hours of gym and shaved skin. He was wearing black trimmed with studs rigorous nickel. Sendos nails passing through their saddles. The ears looked outstanding rare inverted crosses.

- Good night son, may he rest.

- Good night, Mom.

When his parents took effect in the usual Lorazepam. Ralf got out of bed,

put on his toughest clothing, boots with steel toe. Finally took the seventh double bottom dresser drawer Seville to steal the knife on the trail last year. Fell into the garden by the poplar bordering on the balcony, then reached the street. Walked into the night until the planned location. Waited patiently for the opportunity. When no one saw it entered through the large doors, chose a solitary point and dark. Lying in the shadows stood watching. The darkness was absolute, only a few lights that came and went randomly. It was his first outing alone, without the band. Pure adrenaline. It heated up, they approached the scene provided. He pushed the button and, like lightning, tempered blade gloomy air breathed murderous precedent. No hurry, Ralf deep inspiration through the nose and exhaled through the mouth languid.

He took her to the waist with the left paw, with the right, ruthlessly drove the pen over and over and over again, every so often faced with some hard, impenetrable. Always kept his eyes clouded large, fixed, almost without blinking in the image of the fiery red of blood and the remains of bodies that spilled out of the viscous body on the floor.

returned home with a detour, restless, constantly turned his head back making sure not to follow him. Draw the gate. Upon arrival at Poplar looked behind last time.

first thing in your room was clean and store the weapon in place. Excited, under the purifying water of the shower was laughing thinking that will face Don Sixto, the owner of the theater, finding the seat destroyed.

Jorge V.