![]() ![]() Even Lera, who didn’t know much English, could understand every word. He spoke with the precise articulation that only college drama students have. “Aagh! A-a-a-agh! Even I feel afraid at the thought of what you are going to see!” “Now you are going to learn what real horror is like!” the young man drawled menacingly at the spectators. ![]() He was lit from below by a few crimson footlights. On a stage decorated with mystical symbols a young man wearing white makeup and a long, flowing cloak was making frightening faces. Jostling all around them were excited children and adults with embarrassed smiles. They were sitting in a room that would have seemed dirty if it wasn’t so dark. “Dungeons,” she whispered into Victor’s ear. Lera was prepared to insist on that with all the conviction of a nineteen-year-old woman in love. Victor was twenty years old and, of course, he was grown up. I NSIDE EVERY MAN, NO MATTER how grown up, there was still a little boy. ![]()
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