Steven Verdel:
[flicks bedroom light-switch but the bulb is dead]
Goddamn it.
Djinn:
[hiding in the bedroom closet]
Not quite.
Steven Verdel:
What the hell?
Djinn:
That's closer.
Steven Verdel:
[opens drawer and pulls out a gun]
Who are you? How the hell did you get in here?
Djinn:
I'm here to offer you a deal.
Steven Verdel:
Is that right? A deal? What... Who sent you? Hollister? What is this, some sort of scare tactic to get me into a settlement? Is that it?
Djinn:
Ah, if I wanted to scare you, you would be scared. Are you?
Steven Verdel:
You tell Hollister I don't care how powerful he thinks he is. We are not gonna back down. And I suggest that you climb out the same window that you came in here before I call the cops.
Djinn:
You wish me to leave?
Steven Verdel:
No, no, not until you meet our city's finest.
[takes out his cellphone and goes to dial the police]
Djinn:
I can grant you anything you desire, anything you can imagine.
Steven Verdel:
That sounds to me like an offer to settle, huh?
[puts away cellphone]
Djinn:
It is. Your soul for a wish.
Steven Verdel:
I wish you would stop talking in riddles and tell me exactly what the hell it is you want.
Djinn:
Ah!
[steps out of the closet to reveal himself]
Djinn:
As you wish.
[Steven shoots at the Djinn and runs away only to be grabbed by him in the living room]
Djinn:
I want three wishes from the waker to free my race from their eternal bondage. and now that I've granted your wish, I will take my soul. Hmm.
[the Djinn kills Steven by taking his face]
Djinn:
Your identity... will offer me easy access to the waker.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:05