- Part 2 -

The best idea seemed to have a look at my private library.

Hour after hour I read books and magazines, but all those books and articles didn't really help me to solve the problem.

And so I looked at the internet to find help.

But even there I didn't find explanations for my mysterions changings.

The whole day I had read and surfed, less eaten and finally was totally frustrated, tired and didn't want anything but sleep. Perhaps the problem better could be solved next day. I intended to look for professional help...


It shouldn't be a comfortable night. Again there came those crazy dreams with it's terrible pictures. There was a great net of a spider and a spider with a gigantic size...

And then there was a horrible monster comming at me - and I can't run away!

As I woke up I looked at my nails at first. What a pity, this was no dream! The silver shine was there like yesterday. And also it seemed they had grew up more than normal.

And that was not all! Also my hair was longer and I was bearded - but I still shaved me yesterday?!

"Okay - away with this weeds!", I said to myself and took the safety-razor.

A short time after beginning, a big cloud of smoke came out of the apparatus and after a hollow pop it wasn't working any longer.

Well, there were too many crazy things I alredy have seen to go worried. So I took the other shaving things and went on.

But it wasn't working really good. Unbelievable, how refractory this bristly beard was to shave...

...and much more unbelievable, how fast the razor-blade was wearing out!

"This cannot happen here with right things!", I said to myself.

But I didn't deliver. Half an hour and three razor-blades later I did it and my face was repaired to some extent...

...even the price therefor seemed a little high!

"It doesn't can continue this way!", I said to myself. Yesterday I already had made the decision to look for professional help. And so I went to a doctor, a specialist in strange diseases.

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