SNAP! and the Alter Ego Dimension Read Online Free PDF

nothing, standing on the grayness that surrounded the branches and the blue sky.
    Etsu joined Hiroshi in pulling at the burglar bars, but the whole window moved forward.
    “Hold this,” Hiroshi said and held the sword out to Tammy. For a moment his eyes swept over her almost naked body. Tammy was still clad in just the bikini.
    Goodness, where was she going to get clothes? To cover her against the cold and against staring eyes?
    She took the sword from Hiroshi, staggering forward under its surprising weight. Slowly Tammy lifted the sword again. It was much heavier than she thought it would be, because she had never handled such a weapon before. The sparkling, steel blade looked as if it was as sharp as a razor and it had a beautifully decorated hilt. On the hilt there was a golden tiger stalking a deer.
    Hiroshi and Etsu won their battle against the burglar bars. Some of the screws on the left-hand side had come loose from the wooden window-frame and Hiroshi pried it away a little from the frame, while Etsu was still trying to keep the whole window and wall from moving around on the grayness. Hiroshi unlocked the window and pushed it wide open.
    The birds sat with open beaks underneath the branches on the grayness inside the cube. They were tired and definitely sore from repeatedly hitting their heads against something they couldn’t see.
    Hiroshi put one leg through the open window. With his foot he prodded the gray base where the birds were sitting. He had to be sure it would take his weight. Then he climbed through and pulled his jersey over his head. Tammy knew he was going to catch the birds with it and felt very sorry for them. It was all her fault. They simply were in the wrong place at the wrong time. And now they would pay with their lives.
    Hiroshi let his jersey fall on top of the two birds. They were squatting next to each other for support. Then he knelt beside his jersey, pushed a hand underneath and produced a bird. He took the sprawling bird’s head between two fingers and Tammy quickly closed her eyes. She knew what was going to happen next, but she didn’t want to see it. Unfortunately her ears were not spared the soft snapping-sound and she knew immediately that the little bird was dead.
    Tammy sat on the windowsill. She didn’t want to look at Hiroshi for a while. She pulled the curtain that was hanging next to her over her arm. Immediately her arm felt warmer.
    Then she thought of something.
    She put the sword onto the edge of the sill next to her and climbed on top of the narrow window ledge while she clung to the open burglar bars. With her free hand she started to unhook the curtain from its railing.
    “What you do?” Etsu asked while holding the two lifeless birds in her hands. Their heads were hanging downwards and their eyes were closed.
    “I’m cold,” Tammy answered and jumped from the windowsill. She landed in what seemed like slow motion on the gray fog. “May I use your sword to cut the curtain, Hiroshi?”
    “Of course. I’ve been wondering if you were cold. We shall help. Just say what we must do before we eat. Thereafter our hands will be dirty.”
    Etsu let the lifeless birds lie on the windowsill and Tammy asked her to hold onto one piece of the curtain while she herself held onto the rest.
    “Hiroshi, if you can cut off this strip where the hooks were, I can use it as a belt. Then I’m going to fold the rest of the curtain in half and cut a hole in it for my head. If I wear the curtain as a dress, it will hang past my knees and keep me much warmer. The belt will keep the two pieces together and there should be enough material on both sides to hang over my arms.”
    “That’s clever of you,” Hiroshi smiled and picked up the sword. “There is a wardrobe full of clothes here, but I think they will be too small for you. We can go and have a look later on.”
    “A wardrobe with clothes?” Tammy asked.
    “Yes, it must have come with somebody, like your window came with