Een hele lap tekst, ik weet het. Maar het verhaal moet in zijn geheel verteld worden vind ik.
Op de plaats van de puntjes staan eigenlijk woorden die de speltitel te veel zou verraden.
Citaat:
The proper ..... does not venture out, and
thus he retains the image of a nameless menace, a
massive figure with eyes like hot coals glowing from
within the darkness of a black hood. It would never do to let the
townspeople start thinking of him as the boy next door. And so,
his dark and twisted whims are realized by his minions.
Sometimes we are sent to visit human settlements on dark
and stormy nights. There is an art to choosing the proper
moment to knock. The opening of the door must coincide
with a flash of lightning to illuminate one’s form, and then
one has but a moment to hiss, “My masster seekss food,” before
the words are punctuated with a roll of thunder.
Standing in line at ..... requires other
skills. As my master puts it, “Those useful bureaucrats are a
joy in the neck.” [Quote slightly revised for stylistic reasons.]
And then there is the Underground, the town beneath the
town. Whether in the charming tunnels of the outskirts or in
the modernized downtown shopping complex, one can find
many opportunities to enjoy the comforts of civilization. I
mean “opportunities to serve one’s master”, of course.
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