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Yeah, a window. Outside.
Blahblah.
There is nothing left inside.
Locked.
Blahblah.
These doors are as big as barn doors. Or like cowshed doors.
Locked. But that was to be expected.
And polish those glasses everyday, said my grandmother to my grandfather for
such a long time, until he grabbed an axe and attacked the display case.
And when he was at it, he also hacked my grandma.
Hi bear. How's going, bear ? Hey, bear ! Dead bear ... poor bear.
Aunt Ira sat at a stool like this one. And she also got a heart attack while sitting on it.
Yeah, that's a good thing to have, in case of me getting fatigued on my way out. Now just to grab a bed somewhere.
Look, a fireplace. One of my uncles wasn't able to make a fire in such a fireplace,
so he put gasoline in it. And guess what he was screaming, while
he was being chased by aunt with a scorched shotgun in the mountains. And guess what he said, when she catched him.
I will certainly not poke in that darkness ... And ... I will not put
anything inside. So. Darkness is a serious matter.
Oh look, a bowling ball ... My uncle also had one like that. Once he swinged
his arm so much, that the centrifugal force took efect, and it ripped his arm off. That was unfortunate, because the
aunt had to finish the game for him, and she is a pretty bad bowling player,
so they lost and uncle was very angry, because he lost a box of beers in a bet.
By the way, I wouldn't want to take such crap with me.
Darn it ... I should've known. That I will have to take this with me.
Yay, chunks of logs ... Hmm, I'm constantly told that I'm stupid as these. That's very nice of them.
Look, that's funny ... these aren't real chunks of logs, but it is a one
big piece of polystyrene in the shape of chunks of wood. Are they burning polystyrene for heat ?
Yay, an unnecessary souvenir from Himalayas journeys. Or from Janchanese Highlands, it's hard to tell...
A deep vase, a narrow vase, an ancient vase, a mystical vase, a vase crafted
into the floor. Something shines inside. Or my zight is betraying me ... eeh I meant sight.
Hmm, I just now realized, that for my muscled left hand is this
vase's top too narrow. My sister's would be a perfect fit.
Yaaaay ! I'm also hiding my keys into a vase at home. My mom keeps watering them.
Only my sister had a key so small as this one, for her personal safe.
That's also the reason why I got inside so quickly.
We also have such a rondondendron at home.
These are wooden doors with a handle. I'm lucky. (having a door handle means having luck, in czech)
There is a grave silence in here, maybe they are storing dead bodies in here ?
This box is big as a cow. Even a ... cow ... would fit in it. Or a bernard dog.
Yeey, what a cute little unyle pillow ... what the heck did I just say ?
Yeah, a ball. It's as hard as my relationship with my sister. And it's nice to the touch.
A bar stool. With long legs.
Just to lay down and sleeep.
Well, one hand with a champaigne, the second one with a pair of pretty girls,
and then only relaxing and relaxing ... Me, at home, I'm laying on my couch,
soda in one hand, and in the second hand, ... ehm ... Ehm.
Hmm, a tower. Probably a crappy one from Vietnamese folk. Greetings to the Vietnamese people.
Sorry, but I can't find the remote. And I certainly won't be turning it on manually, it's under my level.
Well, if it was in some other time, I would find time to go through girl ***, but ... not now. Eh ... no ? No.
That's only a decoration. I wouldn't touch that, because otherwise everyone
would know, that it is made from polystyrene.
Well, these are either doors into a milkhouse, or into the basement.
Hmm, bad luck, it's locked.
Well ... here you go ...
Hmm, now nobody will be able to wake her. But that pillow looks nice on her...
An empty bottle. From Absinth, hmm.
I know this bottle. It's absinth.
Huh, I poured the rat poison into the absinth bottle. What a nasty trap. I love this ...
Yay, there are peanuts inside ! Well, there isn't really anything else.
Look, peanuts. I always admired oil groundnuts.
Oh yays, the duck is guarding. Or peeking.
Well ... Mary said, that there is something here, in the bathroom.
Oh my god, she is so old, that she is stupid. Of course I already drank all of that.
That drink ... it's for Barbara. She is in a bath ... she is ... she already drank everything.
Oh, so you are getting her *** ...
that's smart ! If you get Barbara by using *** (and how else would you get her than ***), you will
really get the boss angry (and really screw that *** up). Look into the basement, I had a key somewhere ...
A basement key.
A key with "basement" written on it. What is it for ?
Hmm, a light. Without it, there would be darkness ... kinda logical, isn't it ?
I saw a seat such as this one
somewhere. But don't make me remember. By the way ... what is it doing in the basement anyway ?
Well, I wouldn't like being the bernard dog that carries it.
I have no words. It's very nice how they arranged it ... I won't
touch it, or they will find me out and who knows what part of me would they choke.
A little too heavy, don't you think ?
EN: Here I got stuck and I had to use a walkthrough. CZ: Tady jsem se zasekl a musel jsem použít návod.
Hah, a bottle of something alcoholic. First, you drink it, and then you puke it out ... ehm. No, then you play the
strip-bottle game with it. Or not, since it would have to be a bottle.
This is a pitcher. And it is a normal wine anyway.
A bottle of wine. A white one. A disgusting one. A chosen one.
M: How is it going ? M2: TERRIBLY !
M: Why ? M2: Just look !
Those aren't mafians, but a bunch of pigs ! Who knows,
what did they make this stain from. They had a party again and this crap isn't
going off, that's making me mad, I'm going to sh*t myself from it. STOP !
Now they made me angry !!! Darn it, lad,if you manage to clean this stain,
then I will help you, no matter the cost ! I swear it on my name, Bozena.
Mary.
What?
Your name is Mary.
Eeeeh, yeah. Thanks.
Nevermind then. Farewell.
Bye.