There we go.

What colour is that?

Brown.

Yeah.

Maybe if we take a pencil...

...and then we make a face...

...And then we see the life in the eyes.

Life is always in the eyes.

There's our monster!

How does the story begin?

With a boy...

Too old...

To be a kid...

You're coming to live with me.

Don't touch anything.

Too young...

To be a man....

I no longer see you.

What did he do?

He called...

For a monster.

Woah.

Woah, indeed.

I know everything about you.

The truth that you hide...

The truth you dream...

I'm sorry you have to face this...

But you have to be brave.

Do you understand?

What shall I destroy next?

Break the windows.

Break them yourself.

It's okay that you're angry.

I'm angry too.

And if you need to break things...

By God, you break them!

[screaming with fury]

I wish I had a hundred years...

A hundred years I could give to you.

I'm afraid.

Of course you are afraid.

But you will make it through.

For this is why you called me.

Come on.