Olga and/or Inna


“Olga… and Inna,” a silky smooth, Russian-sounding male voice sings, accompanied by a sexy, pulsating, techno beat. As the song continues, the beat becomes increasingly intense, and the singing male voice becomes increasingly excited, as if he is experiencing great pleasure: “Olga… and Inna. Olga… and Inna. Olga… and Inna! Olga… and Inna! OLGA… AND INNA! OLGA… AND INNA! …”

The song is playing in a crowded nightclub located in a highly populated city. Many people in the nightclub are dancing to the song.

The song, titled “Olga and Inna”, is wildly popular. It was written, sung, and recorded by a musician named Sliv Slitsky, shortly before he mysteriously disappeared while on a cruise with his girlfriend Teresa. Teresa discovered the recording the day after Sliv disappeared. She found it under the bed in the room she and Sliv had been staying in on the cruise ship.

Many people think Sliv is dead. In actuality, he is very much alive, and concurrently residing on two islands in an exotic, largely uncharted part of the world. The two islands are within swimming distance from each other, allowing Sliv to travel between the islands on a regular basis.

Unbeknownst to Sliv, the two islands, when viewed from overhead, together bear a strong resemblance to the chest of a voluptuous woman. This resemblance is appropriate, given the circumstances that brought Sliv to these islands.

Sliv was in need of artistic inspiration. He hadn’t been able to come up with a hit song in almost three years. The body of his long-time girlfriend Teresa didn’t inspire him like it used to, even though it was still a wonderland by most men’s standards. So Sliv decided to go on a cruise with Teresa, hoping that this new experience might somehow give him the artistic inspiration he craved. The cruise ship took Sliv and Teresa and its three-hundred forty-nine other passengers to an ocean located in an exotic, largely uncharted part of the world.

On the second day of the cruise, while Sliv and Teresa were having breakfast in one of the cruise ship’s restaurants, Teresa became acquainted with a female passenger named Donna, who was dining at the table next to Sliv and Teresa’s table. When Teresa introduced Sliv to Donna, and Donna shook Sliv’s hand, she squeezed it tightly, as if to let Sliv know that she desired him, and would gladly squeeze more than just his hand. Unfortunately for Donna, Sliv did not find her at all attractive. If not for that, he would have gladly considered cheating on Teresa with Donna.

Although Donna was currently sitting at her table alone, she was not on this cruise by herself. “I’m on this cruise with my two friends Olga and Inna,” Donna said. “I’m supposed to meet them here for breakfast. They should both be arriving at any moment now. Oh, there they are now.”

Sliv turned to the entrance of the restaurant and saw Olga and Inna for the first time. Upon seeing Olga and Inna and their luscious bodies, Sliv heard the song playing in his mind for the very first time: “Olga… and Inna. Olga… and Inna. Olga… and Inna. Olga… and Inna! Olga… and Inna! OLGA… AND INNA! OLGA… AND INNA! …” He had found his new artistic inspiration, and it was Olga and Inna.

To only briefly describe them would be a disservice to their beauty, but here are brief descriptions nevertheless: Olga is very tall, and is made up of many visually pleasing things, including but not limited to: long, straight, blond hair; a pretty face; large, perfectly shaped breasts; a slim waist; and long legs; and Inna is of average height, and is also made up of many visually pleasing things, including but not limited to: long, wavy, brown hair; a pretty face; large, perfectly shaped breasts; a slim waist; and legs.

Sliv desired Olga and Inna badly. He wanted to be on Olga and in Inna. And in Olga and on Inna. And in and on and under Olga. And under and on and in Inna.

He now hated his girlfriend Teresa, for not being Olga and/or Inna.

In the cruise ship restaurant, Teresa did not notice Sliv’s externally subtle reaction to Olga and Inna’s entrance, but Donna noticed it immediately. She could tell by the subtle change of expression in Sliv’s face that he had been bitten by the metaphorical bug of lust. Donna smiled mischievously. She saw Sliv’s attraction to Olga and Inna as an opportunity to get what she wanted, which was Sliv. It wouldn’t be the first time Donna used her friendship with Olga and Inna to ensnare a man she desired.

After Olga and Inna joined Donna at Donna’s table, Donna briefly introduced her friends to Sliv and Teresa. Olga and Inna were polite enough during the introductions, but clearly weren’t interested in Teresa and Sliv, and were especially not interested in Sliv. During the introductions, he slipped into the conversation that he was a musician and that he’d had a hit song a few years ago, but Olga and Inna were clearly not impressed at all, and somehow became even more disinterested in Sliv. Donna was amused by Sliv’s failure to impress Olga and Inna.

“Well, we’d better be going now,” Teresa said, still oblivious to Sliv’s new obsession. “It was nice meeting all of you.”

“Likewise,” Donna said. “Enjoy the rest of the cruise.”

“You too,” Teresa said.

Later in the evening, while Teresa was asleep, Sliv found a private, isolated room located elsewhere on the cruise ship. In that room, he set up his small, portable recording equipment, and a small music device. With the music device, he began playing a sexy, pulsating, techno beat that he had previously recorded. While the beat was playing, he began singing to the beat and recording himself while doing so: “Olga… and Inna. Olga… and Inna. Olga… and Inna. Olga… and Inna! Olga… and Inna! OLGA… and INNA! …” And so on.

Eventually, the beat concluded and Sliv stopped singing and stopped the recording device. He knew he had a masterpiece in his hand. But that didn’t matter to him now. He no longer wanted another hit song. He wanted Olga and Inna.

The next day, while Sliv and Teresa were sitting in beach chairs and sunning themselves by the cruise ship’s outdoor pool, Sliv’s cellular phone rang. He answered it.

“Hello?” he said.

“Hello, Sliv,” the caller, Donna, said. “This is Donna.”

“Who?” Sliv said, confused.

“We met yesterday morning, at breakfast,” Donna said. “I didn’t think you would remember me. You seemed too distracted by my friends Olga and Inna.”

“How did you get my phone number?” Sliv said.

“I have my ways,” Donna said. “But that’s not important. What’s important is, I can help you with your obsession with Olga and Inna. I’m staying in Room 193. Meet me there tonight at midnight. I’ll be waiting for you.”

She ended the call.

Sliv put the phone down.

“Who was that?” Teresa said.

“Wrong number,” Sliv said. “They sounded very confused.”

“Oh,” Teresa said, still oblivious. “So have you given any more thought to that conversation we were having about marriage?”

Later, at midnight, while Teresa was asleep in her and Sliv’s room, Donna let Sliv into Donna’s room, Room 193.

“I knew you’d come,” Donna said.

“So what’s this all about?” Sliv said, weary, but secretly hopeful.

“It’s simple: I can help you with your desire for Olga and Inna,” Donna said. “I’ve known the both of them for years. I know their likes, their dislikes, their turn-ons, their turn-offs. I know exactly how they will react to each and every thing. Right now, neither Olga or Inna has any desire for you. Inna even said she thinks you’re repulsive. But I know all the things you could do and say to seduce either of them. They’re goddesses, but they’re not impenetrable. They can both be seduced. I’ve helped many, many men seduce Olga and Inna, men who would have had no chance with them without my help. And I can help you too.”

“Please, help me,” Sliv said. “Tell me whatever I need to do to have them.”

“Oh, I will,” Donna said. “But there’s a price you must pay first. You didn’t think I would give you such valuable information for free, did you?”

Sliv gulped. He already knew what the price was. He wished it was a large amount of money instead. He followed Donna to her bed.

Later, after Sliv had finished paying the price, Donna said: “So which one do you want to seduce: Olga or Inna?”

Sliv was confused. “I want to seduce them both,” he said.

“You can’t seduce them both,” Donna said.

“Why not?” Sliv said.

“Because that would most certainly ensure your doom,” Donna said.

“I don’t understand,” Sliv said.

“Perhaps I should explain,” Donna said. “Olga and Inna are dangerous to men. Olga and Inna are fun and beautiful and sexy, but they’re also poison. They’ve ruined the lives of many, many men. Many of their ex-lovers are now in jail, destitute, mentally deranged, or all three. By getting involved with just Olga or just Inna, there’s a possibility you will end up suffering a terrible fate. But there’s at least a chance you might be one of the lucky few ex-lovers who escape relatively unscathed. However, if you seduce both Olga and Inna, your doom is almost certainly guaranteed. Every man who ever seduced both Olga and Inna ended up suffering terribly. Combined, they’re too much poison for one man to handle. I can’t stress this enough: for your own safety, please make a choice: Olga or Inna. Which will it be? Olga or Inna?”

Olga or Inna.

Olga or Inna.

He couldn’t decide. It was like being asked to choose between two different, but equally wonderful paradises. He knew he could never be content to experience just one, never knowing what the other was like.

“I want them both,” Sliv said. “Olga and Inna.”

“You don’t know what you’re doing,” Donna said.

“I know what I’m doing,” Sliv said. “Tell me how to seduce Olga and Inna. Not just one or the other. Both.”

“You’re putting yourself in danger,” Donna said.

“I’ll be fine,” Sliv said. “I can protect myself from these two supposedly dangerous women.”

“So be it,” Donna said. “You were given fair warning. But I guess you’ll have to find out for yourself. Okay then, Sliv Slitsky. I’ll tell you everything you need to know to seduce both Olga and Inna.”

Later that night, Sliv knocked on the door of Room 107, which was Olga’s room. Olga answered the door, looking as beautiful as ever. Initially, she was weirded out by Sliv’s presence, but that quickly changed when he began talking, telling her all the romantic, seductive things Donna had advised him to say to Olga. In a short amount of time, Olga was practically dragging Sliv into her room and onto her bed. The experience that followed was even more amazing than Sliv had imagined it would be.

Some time later, Olga and Sliv were laying on the bed together.

“I want to be with you when you break up with your girlfriend tomorrow,” Olga said, speaking in her sexy, Russian-sounding accent. “I want to see the look on her face when she learns that you’re leaving her for me. It will be delicious.”

Even Olga’s cruel nature was a turn-on for Sliv.

Later, after Olga had fallen asleep, Sliv got dressed and snuck out of Olga’s room to go visit Inna.

He knew this was his last chance to turn back. Donna had warned him. He knew that the sensible thing to do at this point was just be content with the glorious paradise that is Olga. But he couldn’t.

He knocked on the door of Room 47, which was Inna’s room. Inna answered the door, looking more and more beautiful with each passing second. Initially, she was disgusted by Sliv’s presence, but that quickly changed when he began talking, telling her all the romantic, seductive things Donna had advised him to say to Inna. In a short amount of time, Inna granted Sliv access to her room, and her bedroom, and her. The experience that followed was different from, but just as amazing as his experience with Olga.

Later, while Sliv and Inna were laying on the bed, and while Inna was talking in her sexy, Russian-sounding accent about how she wanted to be with him when he broke up with Teresa for her, Sliv was wondering if there was some way he could maintain his new relationships with Olga and Inna. He wondered if there was some way he could prevent each of them from finding out about his relationship with the other.

Then Olga let herself into Inna’s room, using the extra room key Inna had given her.

Olga was furious to find Sliv there with Inna. Upon realizing why Olga was furious at Sliv, Inna became equally furious with him.

Olga and Inna proceeded to pummel Sliv mercilessly.

“You cheating cad!” Inna said.

“You infidelious monster!” Olga said.

“We both trusted you!” Inna said.

“We both loved you!” Olga said.

The pummeling continued and continued, for many, many hours. Sliv had never experienced so much pain before. He lost consciousness several times, only to be quickly reawakened by a punch to the face or a kick to the head.

Eventually, Olga and Inna stopped pummeling Sliv and threw him out of Inna’s room.

Sliv was stumbling around the cruise ship, very disoriented and barely conscious due to the beating he had suffered. While in this state, he tripped and fell off of the cruise ship, into the ocean. As it was very early in the morning and most of the passengers were still asleep, no one was around to see Sliv fall into the ocean.

The cold ocean shook Sliv out of his disoriented state. He realized where he was and was now frantically trying to stay afloat. He screamed for help, but no one could hear him, and no one had seen him fall into the ocean.

Then, as if the ocean was conspiring against him, rapid, massive waves began moving him further and further away from the cruise ship until it was nowhere in sight.

Eventually, the ocean brought him to the two islands that he is now permanently confined to.

Over the next several weeks, Sliv explored both islands thoroughly, and learned several things, including: that the islands are both completely devoid of other people; that the only food available to him on the islands is slimy and disgusting; and that his chances of ever being rescued are nonexistent.

He named one island Olga. He named the other island Inna.

Sliv hates both the Olga island and the Inna island. He especially hates the islands’ slimy, disgusting food, which always reminds him of Donna when he is eating it.

At the moment, Sliv is looking at the dark, cloudy sky. A viscous storm is brewing. He needs to decide which of the two islands he will seek shelter on tonight, which of the two will keep him safer from the storm: Olga or Inna.

Olga or Inna.

Olga or Inna.

He still can’t decide.


A beautiful woman named Olga and a woman named Linda are on a beach. They are sitting in beach chairs, sunning themselves. Olga and Linda and Linda’s new boyfriend Roy are spending the day at the beach together. At the moment, Linda’s boyfriend Roy is swimming in the nearby ocean.

Linda and Olga are discussing some of Olga’s failed relationships with men, specifically a man named Andrew and a man named Sliv.

“I fell in love with Andrew,” Olga says, speaking in her sexy, Russian-sounding accent. “Then I found out he was cheating on me. Later on, I fell in love with Sliv. Then I found out he was also cheating on me. Lately, it seems like every man I fall in love with turns out to be despicable.”

“That’s your problem: you need to take a break from falling in love,” Linda says, watching her boyfriend Roy swimming in the nearby ocean. “You’re always getting involved with men who you think could be your soul mate. You need to stop searching for love. You’ll never find your soul mate by searching for him. You only set yourself up for disappointment by doing that. You’ll meet your soul mate only when you’re not looking and when you least expect it. That’s how I ended up meeting Roy.”

“So what are you proposing?” Olga says. “That I take a break from men altogether? You know I can’t do that. I have… needs. Needs that only men can satisfy.”

“I’m not saying you should take a break from men,” Linda says. “I’m just saying you should take a break from men who you could potentially fall in love with. What you need right now is a man who is nothing more than a plaything to you. A sexy, but utterly disposable oaf who you could never fall in love with.”

At that moment, Olga notices Linda’s boyfriend Roy walking out of the ocean, having finished his swim. Olga lowers her sunglasses to get a better look at Roy. She is only now noticing how well-toned his body is.

“Perhaps you’re right,” Olga says. “Perhaps I should get myself a disposable oaf. Someone who I can have some fun with and then toss away.”

“Great,” Linda says, skimming through a book she’s holding, not noticing Olga’s lustful gaze at Roy. “Do you have anyone particular in mind?”

“Perhaps,” Olga says, still observing Roy’s well-toned body. “Perhaps. Thanks for your advice, Linda. It was very good advice indeed.”


A few weeks before the life of a man named Roy is completely ruined by a beautiful woman named Olga, Roy is on a beach. He is sitting in a beach chair, having recently returned from a swim in the nearby ocean.

Sitting in beach chairs next to Roy are a woman named Linda and a beautiful woman named Olga. Linda is Roy’s new girlfriend. Olga is Linda’s friend. Roy and Linda and Olga are spending the day at the beach together.

“I’m going to go for a swim,” Linda says. She gets up and walks into the nearby ocean.

Seeing Linda’s absence as an opportunity to proclaim his intense desire for Olga to Olga, Roy turns to Olga and proceeds to proclaim his intense desire for her to her.

“I have an intense desire for you, Olga,” Roy says, staring into Olga’s pretty face, which is somewhat concealed by the large, black sunglasses and large beach hat Olga is wearing. “You’re everything I’ve ever wanted in a woman. I need to be with you. Please be with me.”

Olga is unfazed by Roy’s sudden proclamation of his desire for her. Many, many men desire her.

“What about Linda?” Olga says, speaking in her sexy, Russian-sounding accent, amused by the desperation in Roy’s face, his fear that Olga might reject him.

“Linda is… okay… but she’s not you, Olga,” Roy says. “You’re a super goddess. A total hottie. Compared to you, Linda is a disgusting troll.”

“That’s so sweet of you to say,” Olga says. She runs one of her fingers across Roy’s well-toned, shirtless chest. Unbeknownst to Roy, before he expressed his desire for Olga to Olga, she had already decided that he would become her disposable plaything. “You and I are going to have so much fun together,” Olga says. “So much fun indeed.”

Roy smiles, unaware of the miserable fate awaiting him.


Using a great amount of willpower, and with a great amount of encouragement from his friends, a man named Paul breaks up with his beautiful girlfriend, Inna.

Inna was a dangerous woman for Paul to be involved with. All of Inna’s prior boyfriends ended up much worse off because of their relationships with Inna. Some ended up in jail. Some ended up confined to sanitariums. One ended up trapped on a deserted island for the rest of his life. And so on.

Despite Inna’s dangerousness, it was not easy for Paul to break up with Inna. Breaking up with Inna meant giving up access to her sexy body. Paul knows he will miss it dearly.

One of Paul’s friends, a man named Cole, is worried that Paul is in danger of relapsing. Cole fears that, without proper ongoing intervention, Paul might eventually resume his toxic relationship with Inna.

To help reduce the likelihood of that happening, Cole breaks into Paul’s apartment while Paul is away at work and sets up various reminders meant to remind Paul how horrible it would be for him to return to Inna, lest he be tempted to do so.

Among these reminders is a new doorbell, which, instead of playing the sound of a traditional doorbell, plays a recording of an old voicemail from Inna to Paul in which she is verbally abusive to Paul.

Another reminder is a long list of many of Inna’s ex-boyfriends. On the list, next to each boyfriend’s name is a description of the miserable fate that befell him due to his relationship with Inna. Copies of this list are glued to various places in Paul’s apartment, including the front door, the refrigerator, and the bathroom mirror.

Another reminder is a life-size cardboard cutout of a picture of Inna. Cole had taken this picture of Inna during a party that she and Paul and Cole had attended. Inna was in a very bad mood that day, and it is evident from the hostile expression on her face in the picture. This unpleasant-looking cardboard cutout of Inna is in Paul’s bedroom and facing Paul’s bed so it is the first thing Paul will see when he wakes up every morning.

Another reminder is an animated screensaver that Cole had installed on Paul’s laptop computer. The screensaver is set to turn on after only five seconds of inactivity. The screensaver contains an animated version of Inna, who looks very angry and is repeatedly making an obscene gesture with her middle finger at the viewer.

The first time that Paul sees the Inna screensaver, he is shocked and absolutely horrified by it. He tries to remove the screensaver from his computer, but is unable to do so. Of all the Inna reminders in his apartment, the screensaver is by far the most troubling.

But over time, the screensaver starts to have a different effect on Paul. It causes him to start lusting for Inna again, so much so that he goes to Inna and begs her to take him back. Inna takes Paul back, and he ends up financially ruined and in jail later that month.


During an afternoon, while a man, Henrik, and his beautiful, blond girlfriend, Olga, are sitting at a table and having lunch together in a fancy restaurant, Olga informs Henrik that she is leaving him for another man.

Henrik is shocked and confused. The idea that he will no longer have access to Olga’s sexy body deeply troubles him.

“But why?” Henrik says. “I thought you were happy with me.”

“You’re a very attractive man, Henrik,” Olga says, speaking in her sexy, Russian-sounding accent. “But my new boyfriend, Antonio, who is also very attractive, makes a lot more money than you.”

“But what do you care?” Henrik says. “You’re already wealthy. Why does it matter if your boyfriend makes a lot of money?”

“It’s a social status thing,” Olga says. “You wouldn’t understand, Henrik.”

“So… if I was making a lot of money, you wouldn’t be breaking up with me?” Henrik says.

“Yes,” Olga says absentmindedly. “Well, I must be going now, Henrik. Goodbye.” She gets up and exits the restaurant.

Henrik looks down at the table, feeling helpless and defeated.

Later, Henrik is walking on a desolate beach. He is looking at a small photograph of Olga that he keeps in his wallet. In the photograph, Olga is standing, and she is facing the camera, and she is smirking, and she has her left arm akimbo, and she is waving her right forefinger disapprovingly at the photographer, Henrik.

“What can I do?” Henrik says, speaking to no one. “What can I do to get her back?”

Suddenly, Henrik notices something in the distance: a large, metallic, pink box. The box is big enough to contain a few people, and it is slightly taller than Henrik. The box has a small rectangular slot, and a small door on one of its sides.

Henrik walks up to the pink box to examine it more closely. He doesn’t know what the pink box’s purpose is, or why the box was apparently dumped on this beach. For some reason, he feels like the pink box is a symbolic mockery of his obsessive lust for Olga.

Then, Henrik suddenly gets an idea, one which makes him go from hopeless to hopeful.

Later that day, Henrik stops by Olga’s apartment. He knocks on the apartment’s front door.

“Olga!” Henrik says. “Olga! Open the door! I need to speak with you!”

Olga opens the front door.

“You look terrible, Henrik,” Olga says, clearly repulsed by the sight of him. “Where have you been?”

“I slipped and fell into a puddle of mud while I was running here,” Henrik says. “I have something to tell you: I’ve figured out a way to make a lot more money!”

Olga begins laughing cruelly at Henrik. Her handsome boyfriend, Antonio, who is in Olga’s apartment and has been listening to the conversation, joins Olga by the doorway and joins Olga in laughing cruelly at Henrik.

“Stop laughing at me!” Henrik says. “I’m serious!”

“Oh Henrik, you’re so silly!” Olga says. “How could someone as incompetent as you figure out a way to make a lot more money? You’re so stupid! Isn’t he stupid, Antonio?”

“Yes,” Antonio says. “He’s an even bigger loser than you described, Olga. No wonder you left him for me.”

“You’ll see,” Henrik says. “The both of you will see. I’m going to be making a lot more money in the very near future. Much more money than you make, Antonio! So enjoy Olga while you have her, because she’s going to be mine again very soon!”

Olga and Antonio continue laughing cruelly at Henrik.

“Keep dreaming, Henrik!” Olga says cruelly. “You’ll never make enough money to win me back! Never!”

“You’re wrong, Olga!” Henrik says. “You’ll be mine again! You’ll see!”

Henrik begins walking away angrily, eager to get away from the sound of the cruel laughter of Olga and Antonio.

A few weeks later, Henrik stops by Olga’s apartment again. He knocks on the apartment’s front door.

Olga opens the front door.

“You look even worse than you did last time,” Olga says, clearly disgusted by the sight of Henrik.

“I slipped and fell into several puddles of mud while I was running here,” Henrik says.

“Why are you here?” Olga says.

Henrik proudly shows Olga the mud-stained piece of paper he is holding.

“What is that?” Olga says.

“It’s my most recent bank statement,” Henrik says.

“So?” Olga says.

Henrik points at the part of the statement that says the current amount of money in his bank account.

Olga is transfixed by the amount on the statement. “Is this statement… real?” Olga says.

“Yes, it’s real!” Henrik says. “It’s really real! I did it, Olga! I figured out a way to be making a lot more money! I did if for you! Will you be mine again?”

Olga is delighted. “Yes, I’ll be yours again, Henrik!” she says. “You’ve won me back!”

They kiss each other.

A few days later, Olga and Henrik are walking together on a street in a very upper-class neighborhood. Olga is looking at Henrik lovingly. Henrik has never been happier.

“Henrik, darling, where are we going?” Olga says.

“You previously asked me how I am now making a lot more money than I was before,” Henrik says. “So I’m going to show you.”

He stops walking. Olga stops walking too.

“Look there,” Henrik says, pointing to the large, metallic, pink box in the distance. The box has the word ‘charity’ hand-written on it in big, bold letters.

“What’s that?” Olga says.

“It’s what helped me win you back,” Henrik says. “I found it on a beach shortly after you dumped me. I don’t know who put it there or what its original purpose was. But I took the pink box and relocated it here in this very upper-class neighborhood. And I wrote the word ‘charity’ on it. So random rich people in this neighborhood walk past the box every day and they assume that any money they put into the box will be used to support some charitable cause. So many rich people have put money into the box. They all think they’re donating to some charity, but what those fools don’t know is that all the money has been going to me!”

“Oh, that’s brilliant, Henrik!” Olga says. “You’re so very, very smart.”

A few days later, Olga and Henrik are on a beach together. They are sitting in beach chairs and sunning themselves. Henrik is asleep. He is having a strange dream. In the dream, he is on a desolate beach with the pink box. In the dream, the pink box is sentient and its rectangular slot is functioning as its mouth.

“Things have really worked out for you, haven’t they, Henrik?” the pink box says.

“Yes,” Henrik says.

“And it’s all because of me,” the pink box says.

“Yes,” Henrik says.

“If it wasn’t for me, Olga would still want nothing more to do with you,” the pink box says.

“Yes,” Henrik says.

“I think you owe me a debt of gratitude,” the pink box says. “Yes, you do. And I expect you to pay that debt.”

“What is it you want from me?” Henrik says.

“I want us to become one,” the pink box says. “I want you inside of me.”

“No!” Henrik says. “Not that! I won’t do it!”

“I want you inside of me, Henrik,” the pink box says. “You will be inside of me.”

“No!” Henrik says. “No!”

He begins running away from the pink box, and the pink box begins chasing him.

Meanwhile, in reality, Henrik is still asleep on the beach, and he is sweating profusely.

Olga, who is sitting next to Henrik, is looking at another man on the beach. This other man is laying on a towel and he is sunning himself. He is very handsome and very muscular. He notices Olga staring at his muscular body. He waves at her playfully. Olga smiles at him flirtatiously.

It is around this time that Olga decides that her relationship with Henrik has run its course. With her cellular phone, she calls the police and notifies them of Henrik’s crime in exchange for a hefty financial reward. Later that day, Henrik is arrested for his crime. Olga collects her reward money and quickly forgets all about Henrik.

Some time later, Henrik’s trial begins. The judge assigned to Henrik’s trial is a woman named Sindra. Sindra has a reputation for sentencing guilty parties to unconventional, ironic punishments. After Henrik is judged guilty for his crime, Sindra sentences him to be imprisoned inside the pink box for an indefinite amount of time.

And that was how Henrik became trapped inside the pink box.