Elisabeth Fritzl Basement Novels & Stories

" Furtiza whispered, making Bernard smile. She grabbed her phone and called Bernard. "Why don't you come down so we can talk, Bernard said. "Is it really me, you want or is it Elijah? I'll give you the chance to be with her to have her completely! Do you want that?" Furtiza said with a smirk. "Uhmm... How how can I have elijah" Bernard asked. "It's easy! He's locked up in the underground where the carage is where no one can hear him. Do you want to go see him?" she said with a smirk.

"Ready." I nod. "Yes." He looks across the table at me. At the scattered documents. At the lamps. At Théo's diagrams. At seven people gathered because impossible things have become ordinary here. "We answer." "Yes." I type. Tell us where. Thirty seconds later another message arrives. An address. I read it twice. Not Luxembourg. Not Geneva. Not any jurisdiction involved in the investigation. Vienna. The room absorbs the name. Vienna. The city where Greta's sister Elsa was finally recovered after forty years.

Celine nods, seriously, “I left him asleep; he woke and I wasn’t there, he panicked and ran out of the room to this balcony looking over the living room where I was laying on the sofa on my back with my legs in the air. He came out shouting, ‘Where is she?’, he looks down at me and I meow. Fi, Sammy and Nate all burst out laughing, he takes a moment but joins in eventually. That was an interesting day. My first day of freedom after eleven years in a basement chained to a wall.” Frida stops in her tracks and looks at her, Celine realises she hadn’t known. “Oh, Frida. I’m sorry. I thought you knew, it’s fairly common knowledge now.” Frida comes up to her, and takes her hand. “You were a captiv

"Yes, Sir!" Fritz sat on the sofa in the middle of the room. His expression was slightly tense, his facial muscles looked stiff. Maybe because he heard voices of discontent from his superiors. The man in his twenties promised to find someone they were looking for, though he wasn't sure he could do it as quickly as he said. "Captain!" cried Fritz, breaking the several seconds of silence. "What?" "Prince ordered us to find a Haier-Elvian girl in this city. But does Haier-Elvian really exist? Or is it just some kind of hidden code?"