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Nordic Peril: The Sequel to Gone Missing in Sweden
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Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
A group of people locked inside an isolated country house in desolate Northern Sweden. Short, dark winter days, close to the Polar Circle Cut off from the rest of the world by a severe snowstorm. A flogging post and a torture room! An atractive, but mysterious North-Korean Colonel, the reason why all gathered here. Death is in the house, under he person of Anna-Lisa. Antagonist and often conflicting characters, ego's, complex sexual desires and rivalry, will have to work together, and play a cutting edge chess game with all the threats around!
Ingmar Bergman would not have done it better than our Babs BergMoore!
Ingmar Bergman would not have done it better than our Babs BergMoore!
M
montycrusto
Guest
The Hound of the Babskervilles?Perhaps there’s an element of Agatha Christie in there too. Substitute country house on the moor cut off by a storm?
How
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
Meanwhile, cut off by the snow, they can entertain each other with riddels about Finnhood tests. But be careful that Anna-Lisa does not get the answers!(in a wayward reading ahead of this twisted mind, Colonel Chang immediately unmasks Anna-Lisa as a Syndicate agent. To make sure she is, and to convince the others, Anna-Lisa is brought to the torture room, and Colonel Chang takes the lead of the interrogation, using her expertise, and assisted by Gun, who greedily takes the opportunity to improve her own interrogation skills).
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"All right, Anna-Lisa! Now we are really going to find out how Finnish you are! Don't worry, we follow approved North Korean interrogation procedures : you have the right to remain silent, and to scream loud when we administer electric shocks to you! For your own good, you better give correct answers on the following questions that every true Finn should answer correctly."
One : what colour has the Swan of Tuonela?
Two : what do you know about the ferryman of Tuonela?
Three : what is Tuonela anyway?
Four : what had Lemminkainen planned to do, when he got killed in Tuonela?
Five : what tools, Lemminkainen's mother uses, first to find him in Tuonela, and secondly to prepare him to get him revived?
Six : what thought about a previous sexual encounter drives Kullervo so mad, he ultimately commits suicide?
Seven : what is the name of the epic poem, these stories come from?"
(apologies to Barb for the diversion, but the story captures me. If you think I crossed a line, put me next to that girland give be a few electric shocks too, to bring me back in line).
One : what colour has the Swan of Tuonela?
The swan of Tuonela is black.
Two : what do you know about the ferryman of Tuonela?
The ferry is for bringing the souls of the death across the river Tuonela. This is a common feature in many mythologies, but particular to Finnish mythology is, that the ferry is piloted by a woman, a daughter of Tuoni, the God of Death.
Three : what is Tuonela anyway?
That’s a giveaway, considering the answer on the previous question : Tuonela is the underworld, the realm of the dead in Finnish mythology.
Four : what had Lemminkainen planned to do, when he got killed in Tuonela?
Lemminkainen goes to hunt and kill the black swan, but he drowns in the river.
Five : what tools, Lemminkainen's mother uses, first to find him in Tuonela, and secondly to prepare him to get him revived?
With a copper rake (or farmer's fork), she recovers Lemminkainen’s body parts from he bank of the river. Then she sews them together until his body is complete again. Next she prays to the gods to bring him back alive.
Six : what thought about a previous sexual encounter drives Kullervo so mad, he ultimately commits suicide?
The sexual encounter was a rape. Kullervo’s rape victim commits suicide herself, afterwards. To make things worse, he finds out that (estranged as he had been from his family since his childhood) she was his own sister.
Seven : what is the name of the epic poem, these stories come from?"
From the Kalevala; Finland’s national epic poem.
If Anna-Lisa cannot answer these, she's hot!
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montycrusto
Guest
If she’s hot, Barb will probably sleep with her…If Anna-Lisa cannot answer these, she's hot!
Fossy
SEXPIOGENTUS
"Murder on the Moorient express"
Chapter 12. The study, country home of Åke Persson. Wednesday, 21 January, 14:18.
It had been a rather awkward twenty or so minutes, as Barbara and Chang had been forced to wait patiently while Åke fussed with a recalcitrant recording device.
Barbara had tried to ease matters at first by engaging the North Korean in small talk. But the woman had sat stiffly in her chair before Åke’s desk, and had done no more than offer a curt affirmative or negative nod in response to Barbara’s best efforts.
But, at long last, Åke appeared to have overcome the technical difficulties with the recorder.
“Now,” announced Åke, seating himself behind the study’s grand, century-and-a-half-old desk of imported mahogany, “We are ready to begin. Please understand, Colonel Chang, that the recorded content of this debriefing will be sent on to Geneva and will be cited extensively in the Rapporteur’s findings before the UN Council on Human Rights sometime later this year.”
“I fully understand,” she replied in clearly enunciated English. “But, before we begin I must insist that certain conditions be met.”
“I see. And those are …” responded Åke, a shadow of a frown crossing his face.
“First, that a written transcript of the recording of our conversation be provided to me. Second, that I be given the right to redact passages from the transcript permanently. Third, that the original recording shall be destroyed. Fourth, that the sum of fifty million US dollars be deposited in a Swiss bank account under my name. Fifth, that I be immune from any human rights prosecutions. Sixth, that I be granted immediate Swiss citizenship, and seventh that I be provided with a permanent 24-7 security team, preferably headed by Mr. Johnson and dedicated to ensuring my privacy and safety.”
Chang had said very little since arriving … mostly communicating with nods, gestures and an occasional curt word or two … and Barbara had wondered how good her English might be. That concern was now laid emphatically to rest. She had complete command of the language and was sharp as a tack!
Åke appeared to be quite taken aback, but recovered quickly enough, saying, “Ahhhh … um …. Yes, I believe we can accommodate you on the first three points, but the latter four will require discussion and agreement with officials in Switzerland, and that could take some time. May we go ahead with today’s briefing or must we wait for a resolution and assurances from Geneva?”
“No, I believe we can proceed with the provision that it’s understood that anything said this afternoon can be retracted.”
“You do realize, Colonel Chang,” intervened Barbara, “that by defecting you have already burned your bridges, so to speak, with the North Korean State. You can hardly pack your bags and go back.”
“That Dr Moore is why I must … how do you say it? …. drive a hard bargain.”
“Right, let’s try to get started then, shall we?” suggested Åke. “Barbara would you like to begin the questioning.”
“Of course. Would you please begin, Colonel Chang, by outlining for us the nature of your position, duties and responsibilities within the Ministry of Stste Security?”
“Yes, I was a career officer who rose through the ranks, beginning as an interrogator of female criminal suspects and advancing ultimately to my present position as an administrator overseeing the entire system of State-run labor and re-indoctrination camps.”
“And how large is that system? We have a generalized idea based on satellite surveillance and occasional isolated eye-witness testimonies that there are as many as six large prison camps, in which as many as 200,000 North Koreans are detained and forced to work under conditions likened to slavery.”
“Your information underestimates the size and extent of the system. It is, in fact, nearly twice that size.”
“And, we have reports of the existence within these camps of so-called ‘total control zones’, where abuses such as torture, starvation, murder, and non consensual medical experimentation are commonplace.”
“All true. And, Dr Moore you might be interested to know … given your professional expertise on the abuse of women … of which I am well aware having followed your publications closely … that female inmates are routinely subjected in these camps to unwanted sexual contact and sexual violence, including rape and, of course, forced abortions.”
“Shocking but not surprising. In the early stages of your career, Colonel Chang, you stated that you were an interrogator of detainees. Can you tell us something about that, please?”
“Ummm … yes … I was assigned to the questioning of female detainees, usually working together with a male colleague.”
“And what techniques did you typically employ?”
“The usual … whatever sorts of intimidation might be most effective, such as threats to their families and loved ones, sleep deprivation, hunger, humiliation … and, of course, torture.”
“What kinds of torture?”
“The whole gamut … electrodes, whips, cudgels, canings, water boarding, rape, etc.”
“How many women would you estimate that you personally tortured in your capacity as an interrogator?”
“A very large number … more than a thousand all told, I would say.”
“You realize that you have just admitted to have engaged in heinous crimes against humanity and that you could be charged?”
“That was, as you may recall the point of my fourth condition. I expect to be protected from prosecution in return for my testimony. I can make your case before the UN Council as no one else can. I happen to have a photographic memory, which means I can supply you with statistics, dates, names of victims, procedures, locations, sordid details of all manner … details that implicate the ruling classes, all the way up to the highest ranking officials, including the Dear Supreme Leader himself!”
“I believe you can. Let’s start with your early career as an interrogator and work our way chronologically forward from there, shall we?”
“Alright.”
“So, tell me how you came to occupy such a position?”
“Damn!” exploded Åke. “The damned recorder has stopped working again, and I can’t seem to get it going.”
“Okay,” responded Barbara calmly. We’re off to a good start here. Let’s quit until you can get it fixed, Åke. And, perhaps you might want to get in touch with Geneva too about Colonel Chang’s stipulated conditions. In the meantime she and I can go off and get to know one another better … it’ll help everyone relax. Tell me, Colonel, is there anything special you’d like to do that you’d find relaxing?”
“Yes, I’m curious about that sauna we saw on the tour. And please start calling me Min-Ji. I’d like that. It’s less formal, and I’d rather not be addressed here any longer with reference to my former rank and position.”
“Sure. Call me Barb. Now, let’s go find Gun and see whether she’d like to join us in the sauna.”
“Of course. We three girls together. We have saunas in Korea, you know. They are, in fact, very big in the South. Saunas there are known as Hanjeungmaks and are Intensely hot and dry. They’re typically incorporated into public bathhouses and used by both sexes. But, alas, in the North, people do not go to saunas as often as people in the South. They believe that sweating too much will eliminate nutrients from the body. Generally, they use saunas only three or four times a year.”
*********************
Servants’ Quarters. The country home of Åke Persson. Wednesday, 21 January, 15:04.
A naked Anna-Lisa stretched her limbs and sat up on the edge of the bed. Picking up her phone she began to text furiously, conveying as much of what she had overheard taking place in Persson’s study to her superiors, and asking for direction as to what she might be required to do next.
Satisfied, she set down her phone, picked up her mic console, and pressed the button activating the mic she had concealed in the cellar sauna.
TBC
It had been a rather awkward twenty or so minutes, as Barbara and Chang had been forced to wait patiently while Åke fussed with a recalcitrant recording device.
Barbara had tried to ease matters at first by engaging the North Korean in small talk. But the woman had sat stiffly in her chair before Åke’s desk, and had done no more than offer a curt affirmative or negative nod in response to Barbara’s best efforts.
But, at long last, Åke appeared to have overcome the technical difficulties with the recorder.
“Now,” announced Åke, seating himself behind the study’s grand, century-and-a-half-old desk of imported mahogany, “We are ready to begin. Please understand, Colonel Chang, that the recorded content of this debriefing will be sent on to Geneva and will be cited extensively in the Rapporteur’s findings before the UN Council on Human Rights sometime later this year.”
“I fully understand,” she replied in clearly enunciated English. “But, before we begin I must insist that certain conditions be met.”
“I see. And those are …” responded Åke, a shadow of a frown crossing his face.
“First, that a written transcript of the recording of our conversation be provided to me. Second, that I be given the right to redact passages from the transcript permanently. Third, that the original recording shall be destroyed. Fourth, that the sum of fifty million US dollars be deposited in a Swiss bank account under my name. Fifth, that I be immune from any human rights prosecutions. Sixth, that I be granted immediate Swiss citizenship, and seventh that I be provided with a permanent 24-7 security team, preferably headed by Mr. Johnson and dedicated to ensuring my privacy and safety.”
Chang had said very little since arriving … mostly communicating with nods, gestures and an occasional curt word or two … and Barbara had wondered how good her English might be. That concern was now laid emphatically to rest. She had complete command of the language and was sharp as a tack!
Åke appeared to be quite taken aback, but recovered quickly enough, saying, “Ahhhh … um …. Yes, I believe we can accommodate you on the first three points, but the latter four will require discussion and agreement with officials in Switzerland, and that could take some time. May we go ahead with today’s briefing or must we wait for a resolution and assurances from Geneva?”
“No, I believe we can proceed with the provision that it’s understood that anything said this afternoon can be retracted.”
“You do realize, Colonel Chang,” intervened Barbara, “that by defecting you have already burned your bridges, so to speak, with the North Korean State. You can hardly pack your bags and go back.”
“That Dr Moore is why I must … how do you say it? …. drive a hard bargain.”
“Right, let’s try to get started then, shall we?” suggested Åke. “Barbara would you like to begin the questioning.”
“Of course. Would you please begin, Colonel Chang, by outlining for us the nature of your position, duties and responsibilities within the Ministry of Stste Security?”
“Yes, I was a career officer who rose through the ranks, beginning as an interrogator of female criminal suspects and advancing ultimately to my present position as an administrator overseeing the entire system of State-run labor and re-indoctrination camps.”
“And how large is that system? We have a generalized idea based on satellite surveillance and occasional isolated eye-witness testimonies that there are as many as six large prison camps, in which as many as 200,000 North Koreans are detained and forced to work under conditions likened to slavery.”
“Your information underestimates the size and extent of the system. It is, in fact, nearly twice that size.”
“And, we have reports of the existence within these camps of so-called ‘total control zones’, where abuses such as torture, starvation, murder, and non consensual medical experimentation are commonplace.”
“All true. And, Dr Moore you might be interested to know … given your professional expertise on the abuse of women … of which I am well aware having followed your publications closely … that female inmates are routinely subjected in these camps to unwanted sexual contact and sexual violence, including rape and, of course, forced abortions.”
“Shocking but not surprising. In the early stages of your career, Colonel Chang, you stated that you were an interrogator of detainees. Can you tell us something about that, please?”
“Ummm … yes … I was assigned to the questioning of female detainees, usually working together with a male colleague.”
“And what techniques did you typically employ?”
“The usual … whatever sorts of intimidation might be most effective, such as threats to their families and loved ones, sleep deprivation, hunger, humiliation … and, of course, torture.”
“What kinds of torture?”
“The whole gamut … electrodes, whips, cudgels, canings, water boarding, rape, etc.”
“How many women would you estimate that you personally tortured in your capacity as an interrogator?”
“A very large number … more than a thousand all told, I would say.”
“You realize that you have just admitted to have engaged in heinous crimes against humanity and that you could be charged?”
“That was, as you may recall the point of my fourth condition. I expect to be protected from prosecution in return for my testimony. I can make your case before the UN Council as no one else can. I happen to have a photographic memory, which means I can supply you with statistics, dates, names of victims, procedures, locations, sordid details of all manner … details that implicate the ruling classes, all the way up to the highest ranking officials, including the Dear Supreme Leader himself!”
“I believe you can. Let’s start with your early career as an interrogator and work our way chronologically forward from there, shall we?”
“Alright.”
“So, tell me how you came to occupy such a position?”
“Damn!” exploded Åke. “The damned recorder has stopped working again, and I can’t seem to get it going.”
“Okay,” responded Barbara calmly. We’re off to a good start here. Let’s quit until you can get it fixed, Åke. And, perhaps you might want to get in touch with Geneva too about Colonel Chang’s stipulated conditions. In the meantime she and I can go off and get to know one another better … it’ll help everyone relax. Tell me, Colonel, is there anything special you’d like to do that you’d find relaxing?”
“Yes, I’m curious about that sauna we saw on the tour. And please start calling me Min-Ji. I’d like that. It’s less formal, and I’d rather not be addressed here any longer with reference to my former rank and position.”
“Sure. Call me Barb. Now, let’s go find Gun and see whether she’d like to join us in the sauna.”
“Of course. We three girls together. We have saunas in Korea, you know. They are, in fact, very big in the South. Saunas there are known as Hanjeungmaks and are Intensely hot and dry. They’re typically incorporated into public bathhouses and used by both sexes. But, alas, in the North, people do not go to saunas as often as people in the South. They believe that sweating too much will eliminate nutrients from the body. Generally, they use saunas only three or four times a year.”
*********************
Servants’ Quarters. The country home of Åke Persson. Wednesday, 21 January, 15:04.
A naked Anna-Lisa stretched her limbs and sat up on the edge of the bed. Picking up her phone she began to text furiously, conveying as much of what she had overheard taking place in Persson’s study to her superiors, and asking for direction as to what she might be required to do next.
Satisfied, she set down her phone, picked up her mic console, and pressed the button activating the mic she had concealed in the cellar sauna.
TBC
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
That Lady knows how to deal!
I'd better look for a shower, for when the next episode is posted!
Fossy
SEXPIOGENTUS
Phew, for a minute there I thought she was going to be over demanding...
Except ... if the UN say no, then whete does she go ... not sure she holds as much of the high ground as she thinks ...
Damn, I thought I wanted to see her racked up or mounted on the post ... now I'm thinking it would be more fun to see her on the 'inflicting' side of those devices ...
Tomato or tomarto ... Barb or babs
This is really hotting up. A wonderful read ...
Migoz2
Senator
Fossy
SEXPIOGENTUS
Damn .. yes please
twonines
LIMERICUS
In her ear, the spy hears every word boom,
There`s a microphone in each room.
With the Syndicate so thorough,
Is there no two-way mirror?
And no bug in Anna-Lisa`s womb?
Very entertaining, Barb, leaving us guessing about what comes next, and in the immediate term, how the power relationship will play out in the sauna.
There`s a microphone in each room.
With the Syndicate so thorough,
Is there no two-way mirror?
And no bug in Anna-Lisa`s womb?
Very entertaining, Barb, leaving us guessing about what comes next, and in the immediate term, how the power relationship will play out in the sauna.
twonines
LIMERICUS
A bit too racy for Agatha Christie.Perhaps there’s an element of Agatha Christie in there too. Substitute country house on the moor cut off by a storm?
M
montycrusto
Guest
I do enjoy a good bodice-ripper by Slagatha Lustie
I'd better look for a shower, for when the next episode is posted!
HEY!!! Wait your turn!
