Les sous-titres apparaissent en blanc :
Seth stared at it for a long moment. Then he started the engine, popped a cassette into the deck, and drove north as the sun rose. from dusk till dawn vostfr
At the bar, a woman with too-red lips and no pulse smiled. Her name was Santánico. She slid two shots across the sticky wood. Les sous-titres apparaissent en blanc : Seth stared
“Seth,” Richie whispered. “Le sang. Il parle encore.” The blood. It speaks again. popped a cassette into the deck
Richie laughed. It was the first real sound he’d made in hours.
He opened the car door. On the passenger seat lay Richie’s switchblade, still wet.