You promised to meet me at this bahnhoff. Fifty minutes late now, babe.
“Are you Anita?”
“Yes, what’s up?”
“Wilhelm couldn’t make it, I’ll take you to him.”
I don’t believe this suspicious man.
“He’s dying in the hospital. C’mon, we have to hurry.”
The corridor seems so quiet, dear.
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