The English(?) Secret? In swedish
The environment is damp. I'm walking along a dimly lit street by an unknown riverside and there isn't much of vegetation. It's warm but the damp air makes me shiver. I pull my cardigan tighter around me and I cough.
"why must it be so damp": I think to myself.
My breath is shallow and my feet are bare. It seems to me that I'm very poor.
I'm looking for something and I'm very worried. I meet two gentlemen in bowler hats and some sort of a suit. They're looking rich and they are smoking cigar's, talking english, laughing loudly.
I approach some sort of a building and it looks like the rook in chess. There is a bridge over the river. 		Picture of Rose-Marie
Me not dreaming..:)

There is something slightly unpleasant about this building and I can hear people scream and groan. These people are dirty and wearing rags.
I find my way into the building and descend a stair of stone. It's pitch dark and I cant see nothing. I can hear the sound of shovels and weird scraping sounds.
I descend further and stops when, suddenly, from the light of a single bulb in the ceiling, I see two men in the process of cementing a woman, wearing a foot wide dress, into a form fitted hole i the wall. The woman is alive. Her dress is black and with beautiful embroidery. She has long hair, black as night, and she is incredibly beautiful.
I cant believe my eyes! This cant be happening!
She look pleadingly at me and she cries. I cant do anything but I feel her despair and strong presence. She tells me that there is more corpses buried in the wall, several of them children's. But all will be revealed in modern times?
She whispered to me that she stood in the way for the exposure of a big secret.
She added that not a living soul knew that there were people buried alive.
But soon the time will be up when all of this will be known….
I´m fleeing up the stairs with the voice echoing in my head …now you know, now you know…


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