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Unleashed Lust
Are you looking for someone?
Don't you understand me?
Why don't you answer me?
What do you want?
Why don't you say something?
I see...
Madeira, February 22nd, 1978.
I'm barely a few hours in Madeira, and already I've killed a man.
The trail of blood I left on this world
for thousands of years is disgusting and hateful
and I loathe myself for it.
Despite all efforts, I can not stop committing these cruel murders
as I'm a prisoner, burdened by a curse
that has weighed on my family for many generations
who, since the new age, call themselves De Valoir.
A diabolical power forces me
to commit these horrible crimes again and again.
There, on the Island of Madeira,
which many scholars believe is the remainder of Atlantis
that sunk into the sea about 5.000 years ago.
Here on this island, the answers to the unsolved mysteries
of this planet are supposed to be found.
Some scientists believe that on the eerie mountains of Madeira
the circle closes.
There, the living can meet the creatures from below.
Are those flying creatures real, that appear
in every major religion, myth, fable and legend?
To this day science has not solved
the questions of where from and whereto of mankind.
To validate if life begins at conception and ends at death.
Many things suggest that it's true... but many things suggest otherwise.
The ultimate questions of this world won't be solved in a human lifetime.
Thus it is pointless to search for them.
We must try to accept them as given facts.
Good morning, Countess De Valoir.
I'm a journalist, my name is Anne Baxter.
Would you grant me an interview? Right here, if you like.
In your hotel room? Very well.
Before I start with the questions I have to inform you
that this interview will be published in all the major American newspapers.
Give me a sign if you have any objections.
Is it true that you are mute but you can hear very well?
You are Countess Irina De Valoir.
I know that you are not married and have no children.
Don't you want any?
Is it true that the De Valoir family will die with you?
Is the man that accompanies you from the same country as you?
And... is he mute as well?
Do you think that this affliction is the consequence of the curse
that has weighed on your family for centuries?
Or was the loss of voice caused by a shock or an accident?
So, you're not willing to give me an answer?
Very well. We'll leave it unanswered.
Maybe the readers can answer it for themselves.
Countess, do you feel like the last descendant of a family of vampires?
You know that there are many rumours out there.
It is said that you own a beautiful house on this island.
Where is it?... I see, in the mountains.
Did you inherit it from your ancestors?
So it is true what I read at the local library:
It was built by Count Alphonso De Valoir in 1810.
He was said to be a vampire who killed many people.
That's why he was hanged.
No? Only one?
So he died of natural causes... but why is there no grave?
I assume you won't give me an answer to this question as well...
Have you heard of the young man who was murdered yesterday?
The police are completely baffled.
The killer left footprints, but they stop after a few metres
as if he vanished into thin air.
Do you have an idea what happened?
Well, I've taken up a lot of your time... Thank you for the interview, Countess.
Good bye. See you soon, I hope.
And if you find yourself on the eerie, befogged mountains,
your ears will be able to hear her voice.
Wake up... wake up, Anne!
By meeting me you will be bound to me forever!
You will never forget me as long as you live.
Wake up! Anne! Look at me!
- Good evening, Inspector. - Good evening, Dr. Roberto.
I conducted an autopsy on the victim.
- What did it reveal? - � horrible conclusion.
- What was it? - I don't know how to put it...
- It will repulse you. - I can take it.
- The man was killed by a mouth. - What do you mean? A mouth?
Can you be more precise?
The poor guys penis was bitten off.
- What? - Yes! In the middle of an orgasm.
The vampire sucked out his semen.
Don't tell me these scary stories! It was the doing of a maniac or sadist!
Neither of those. It was a vampire.
This is nonsense, Doctor!
Believe what you want, I know better. Here's my report.
- Good night, Inspector. - One moment, Doctor.
I think you should read fewer horror stories.
And you should familiarise yourself with the supernatural.
I'm a criminal investigator not a fantasist.
Goodbye.
Hello? Anyone here?
Good evening, Countess. Your servant or assistant...
He told me that you wanted to see me.
What can I do for you?
Sorry, I forgot you are mute. You probably want a massage.
Why else would you have asked for me.
With your permission, I'll start right away.
I don't have much time, unfortunately. I have another four appointments.
You are beautiful, if I may say so.
You wouldn't believe the ugly bodies I usually work on.
But with you I will enjoy it.
Should I massage you now?
Countess... What are you planning to do?
You drive me crazy.
You are the best woman I've ever had.
That's very nice.
Irina... don't stop!
You're unbelievable!
Continue! Yes!
Great!
- Yes? - Good evening, Professor Orlof.
My name is Dr. Roberto.
I called you earlier regarding this appointment.
Right, I remember. You are a medical examiner
- and deal in the occult. - Correct.
Not only occultism but parapsychology in general.
But compared to you I'm an amateur. You are the expert.
Oh no, you're mistaken.
There are no experts in parapsychology as the science is still too new.
I've read some of your writings that described the strange incidents
that occurred on this island before they've happened.
I have the ability... to anticipate things.
Maybe my subconscious is more pronounced because I am... blind.
Nevertheless, I'm as unknowing as you are.
For five years I've tried to solve the secrets of this island.
I know that creatures exist on this island
who belong to a long sunken continent.
Is my suspicion that they are vampires. Correct?
Not only that. They represent good and evil.
Which side will win is unknown.
It looks like evil is winning.
Like always in the history of mankind.
And thereby the circle closes.
- Do you know the Countess De Valoir? - I do not know her.
But I feel her presence. She exists.
Is she a creature of flesh and blood?
Are you?
These terms where made up by humans.
For centuries people died under strange circumstances on Madeira.
It is said they were killed by vampires.
I'm confident it was the Countess and her ancestors.
Listen...
... there is an old chronicle about the De Valoirs.
Or whatever they were called back then.
There it is stated, that the Countess stays alive
by sucking the hormones of her victims.
That's what you wanted to hear, right?
Now excuse me, I've got work to do.
Nothing is true and nothing is impossible as long as it is not proven.
Anne... Anne!
Come to me! I'm waiting for you!
You wanted me to come to you?
What do you want from me?
Countess! Where are you?
Oh God!
Is this a dream or reality?
Go into the bedroom!
Anne, do you hear?
Anne!
Anne!
I'm over here!
No... don't!
No!
I don't want to!
Go away!
I'm... afraid...
Where are you?
Why do you leave me alone?
Here, many thousand metres below may be the answer to all things.
Irina.
Come to me.
I... need you.
Irina.
Irina...
... my lovely.
Why does my body urge to kill again and again?
Why can't my senses outlast the last breath of my victims?
Why does my soul need peace?
But I'll never find peace
because my soul is damned for all eternity.
Fresh fish! Fresh fish!
Come on! Buy! Buy! Today at a low price!
Mackerels, Eels, Squids! Fresh fish!
Come on, people! Buy! Fresh fish!
Eels, Mackerels, Squids! Fresh fish!
Freshly caught fish!
People, come and buy! Come! Buy, don't just looking!
They sewed the drugs into this stuffed animal and gave it to the child.
Pretty clever!
Nah! It's an old trick. They don't fall for it any more at customs.
Morning, Inspector, may I speak to you?
- Sure, have a seat. - Thank you.
- They cut open the toy... - Stop with this silly thing!
Pardon me for breathing!
What is it, Doctor?
Have you made progress on your investigation?
Do you have a lead on the murderer who kills with his mouth?
The, in your view, maniac or sadist?
- No. - Just as I thought.
Nothing concrete, but I'll catch him.
- It's only a matter of time. - No inspector, you are wrong.
This is not a murderer...
of flesh and blood, but a supernatural creature.
Don't start all that again.
Inspector, the creature will continue killing
and you can't do anything about it.
Every criminal makes a mistake eventually.
And then my time comes. Criminal history shows this.
Let me tell you something:
You are a good doctor,
but you don't know more about criminology than I know about an autopsy.
Why won't you understand?
I'll tell you one more time.
This is a creature of a lost world.
Studying and examining mysterious cases made apparent
that our senses are able to perceive unlikely things.
Thus, very sensible persons feel attracted by supernatural things.
Their willingness to accept them
will bring them together with creatures from another world.
Someday, the hunches become so strong,
light will fall on the soul to make the unknown known.
The numbing noise inside will stop and silence will emerge.
Nothing but redeeming peace will be felt.
This will be the moment the gates to the mysterious world everyone is yearning for
can be passed through.
This moment will come for each and every one.
The question is, will they realise it?
Excuse me. Are you Countess De Valoir?
Haven't we met before?
May I sit down?
Currently I'm reading a book about parapsychology.
Several chapters depict the strange incidents on this island.
The author believes, here you can meet creatures from another world.
Tell me...
Are you a creature...
from another world?
Led by mysterious and magic forces?
I was at the mountain top...
The atmosphere there is unearthly.
Are my feelings correct?
Do you come from the mists?
From up there?
Will you take me up there for a day?
Into the mists?
I was waiting for you.
Thanks for coming.
Please, follow me, Countess.
Here, please, if you could sign my special golden guest book.
Come with me.
Take a look at this girl. I�ve had her flogged...
... because she disobeyed. I hope you don�t give me any troubles, Comtesse.
Undress her, Maria!
Take off her robe!
You have a wonderful body, Comtesse.
... but your skin is way to soft for me, so that I can�t caress you yet.
Flog her, Maria! so that her skin bursts!
That�s not enough, Maria.
Continue to beat her.
Maria, from now on, you�ll only do what my thoughts command.
Continue to beat her.
I now command you to beat her.
What are you up to?
Why are you staring at me?
Why... are you beating me?
Now stop it, Maria. Hold her tight!
No! What are you going to do? Oh no! I don't want this!
"She appeared out of the mists, an uncertain shape.
She was approaching.
The nearer she came the more unreal her body seemed.
Her beautiful face, blurred slowly into the mist.
My eyes immersed in hers.
Deep was my surprise...
because I found a world of peace."
That's what I wrote...
before I'd ever met you or loved you.
You are my destiny.
Good evening, Dr. Roberto.
You asked me to come and here I am.
I've decided to examine the body as well.
Professor Orlof, I'd like to ask you...
if you confirm my suspicions,
I would like you to write a statement for the authorities.
It's true. Her ovaries were violently removed.
In addition, her clitoris was mutilated.
This is exactly what the first vampires did to their female victims.
It's what Pantos wrote in his 5,000 year old book about vampires.
So the vampires are back?
These demons must be destroyed... yes, once and for all.
But why?
- Because they are dangerous! - Nonsense!
Maybe the lust they induce is worth dying for?
Why fight them?
We're helpless anyway.
I need them. They are a vital part of my life.
With them I'm never alone.
I live in a fantastic world and I don't need my eyes to realise it.
Forget this world and it's intrigues and dirty thoughts.
Open up your soul.
And a new feeling of peace will fulfil you.
Dr. Roberto, give up earthly things and recognise real happiness!
What a strange house. It has the atmosphere of a tomb.
Is it the estate of your ancestors?
Please play.
I know who you are.
From the moment I saw you, I felt it, my love.
Why did you hesitate to bring me here?
I begged you for it.
Did you do it out of pity?
I don't want pity...
I always hated that feeling...
No one really likes it...
People want to be loved, not felt sorry for.
I want to be near you forever.
This life is not important.
I never want to be alone again.
Even if we hadn't met, I would have left this world.
Why? Why did I also kill him?
All the time, the loneliness in the dark crypt on the lost continent.
For a few brief moments he made me forget.
My implacable fate had me meet this wonderful being
with the intention to get a glimpse of happiness.
Until it ordered me to be his judge and his executioner.
Nothing can stop the predestined march of destiny.
Who's there?
Answer me!
Now, I know who you are...
Your mysterious world has no more secrets for me.
I sense your desires.
And I hear your voice,
it speaks continuously and what it says is horrible.
Yes. The forces of darkness, had you kill another person.
Someone that you loved.
His fate was predetermined by the forces that control you.
Listen to me, Countess.
I have a message for you.
By virtue of my supernatural mind, another force that stands above yours,
orders you through me, to return into the mists.
Descend down into the realm of shadows.
So that peace can return to this planet.
Go... you don't have much time left.
For the last time,
I will bathe in the blood of a victim
and relish the arousing feeling of this moment.
Good evening. I would like to talk to Countess De Valoir.
I must talk to her!
Irina!
Come to us!
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