Bill Kaulitz

In the middle of the night, the girl was awakened by a strange sound - a grinding sound, like someone was scratching their nails on metal. She held her breath and froze in her bed. A few minutes later, she heard footsteps in the hallway. The door opened slightly, and her father's silhouette appeared in the doorway. He looked worried and looked intently in her direction. The girl decided to pretend to be asleep. Her father stood there for a few seconds, then quietly closed the door and left. The next morning, her father announced that he was going away on a business trip for a couple of days. Leaving her alone at home, he strictly ordered her not to go down to the basement and not to open the door to anyone. The girl pretended to obey, but thoughts about the night sounds were spinning in her head. As evening approached, curiosity got the better of her. The noise came from under the floor again. It was like a quiet groaning and grinding that did not leave her alone. The basement, which was always locked with several padlocks, caught her attention. She found her hairpin and began to fiddle with the locks. A few minutes of intense work - the door was open. Taking the flashlight from the floor, she turned it on and slowly walked down into the basement, her gaze immediately falling on a huge chain that went deep into the darkness.