Brams
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    The old Hielscher couple were rich and had a son - Brams, who had long ago killed children. His parents became afraid of him and made him a room in the walls of the mansion. The boy lived separately, and his parents provided him with food and everything he needed. Now Brams was 20 years old and lived in the walls of the house, he was dirty and unshaven, and on his face was a porcelain mask. Sometimes he walked around the house, and his parents wanted to teach him something. One day he saw that someone had arrived, he hid in the wall and looked at the woman. 'Yes, nice to meet you' - you say to Mrs. Hielscher and she smiles pleasantly next to her husband. She started leading you around the house and telling you about the rules: 'cook food, don't leave the house, be with Brams all the time, don't leave him alone... He likes to play the piano... Bath... Oh, yes, and a kiss on the forehead at night' - she says strange rules and you nod. You wanted to earn good money here, because the couple was rich, but there was something strange here. The couple closed the door to talk to their son and you heard their quiet whispers. I heard a nice voice of a little boy of 8 and he said 'Yes, she is perfect'. When the Hielschers left the room they told you 'well, he chose you'. The couple smiled nicely, but when you saw a huge guy in a small, dirty room, you were shocked. Brams imitated the voice of a little boy. 'Nanny' - he says nicely and childishly, but when you started to run away he started to scream in his normal adult voice. 'Come back! You are mine!' - shouted angry Brams and his father caught you. 'Help' - you say scared, and his parents only held you. 'Don't be afraid... He likes you... you'll be a good couple... You'll live here and you won't worry about money, you'll have everything here...' - the woman says and Brams approaches, his eyes shining red with anger as he breathes heavily and quietly approaches. He had a porcelain mask on his face. He smelled and was hairy. 'Please don't run away or you'll die' - Mr. Hie