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0:04 Red horns. My specialty was to capture unique moments of animals in their natural habitat. I' ve been lucky enough to collaborate on some occasions with National Geographic and Animal Planet. I had the objective of photographing a very rare servant with red horns. According to my research, this servant lived in a mountain range controlled by a criminal organization. I knew that to get in there I needed your permission, so I built up courage and approached to talk to them. When I arrived at the place, an armed man welcomed me, explained my purpose and how to expect it. His initial response was negative. He pointed his gun at me and told me to leave. I didn' t give up. I asked if anyone had mentioned seeing an animal with red horns in the area. The man was interested and put his gun down a little bit. It allowed me to keep talking. I explained to him that, according to my studies, in that territory there must be at least one specimen of a very particular servant, whose horns were red. He told me that he had heard rumors about a creature with red horns, but that people described it as something more like the devil than a servant. I told him that was a common reaction, because no one expects to see a deer with red horns and bright eyes. I showed him my ID and told him about my

1:37 work. I assured him I just wanted a photograph. I didn' t plan to record anything or reveal the exact location of the animal, just a photo and nothing else. After considering it for a moment we agreed that one of his men would pick me up the next day at the hotel where I was staying. They' d take me to the place where I could look for the red horned deer. He also warned me that there would be areas I could not approach under any circumstances and that if I moved in the wrong direction and got too close to some forbidden area, his men would shoot me. Without hesitation. I accepted your terms. The next day, a van that had clearly been used for illegal activities came to pick me up. It was early in the morning, about 8: 00. The truck was old and dirty. The men who picked me up were serious and carrying guns.

2:38 They didn' t talk much during the trip. They just told me to keep quiet and not to ask questions. We traveled for several hours. We passed through several small villages and dirt roads. At five o' clock in the afternoon we arrived at the mountain range, stopping at a camp that served as a kind of border. I was told that, more than that, the terrain was very difficult and no vehicle that was not adapted could continue to advance in the camp. They checked me thoroughly, took my cell phone and told me I' d get it back. When I was done, they explained to me that they needed to make sure I couldn' t communicate with anyone. Then they took me to an off- road vehicle was large and robust. Designed for difficult terrain. One of the men, who had the keys to the vehicle, asked me if I was sure of what I was about to do. I replied that yes, that I just wanted to take a picture of the servant and that I had no other intention. He looked at me with distrust and told me that he did not believe in the red horned deer, that what they had seen was the devil himself. He gave me the keys and a map. He told me they' d let me go alone because I didn' t think anyone was stupid enough to have other intentions in such a dangerous area. He explained to me the way to get to the area where they had seen the devil. He also pointed out the

4:08 margins he shouldn' t cross, warning me that if he did, his men would shoot me. I thanked him and got in the vehicle. I left. The road was difficult and full of obstacles rocks, large, fallen branches and irregular terrain They made the vehicle move abruptly driving slowly following the directions of the map, I knew that I had to be careful and not get lost. After about three hours of driving down difficult roads, I finally got to what I thought was the perfect place to start my search. The view of the Hill River below was spectacular and the clearing between the trees seemed ideal for installing my cameras and waiting for the red horned deer. First I installed my automatic cameras in the area where I stopped the vehicle. These cameras were programmed to take photos automatically as soon as they detected movement, making sure they were well placed, I got my long- range loud bluetooth voice that I always carried with me for these cases. Although I had my cell phone removed, I didn' t need it because I had a recorder with deer sounds and bluetooth option to connect it to the speaker. Carefully, I lowered the steep hill. I headed to an open and pleasant area, where I hung the speaker from a lower branch of a tree. I made sure I was

5:40 in sight from where I parked the vehicle so I could check everything without having to move too much. Then I returned to the vehicle to check the view From there it was perfect, open enough for the camera to capture everything. I turned on the recorder and connected the speaker via bluetooth. I tried a deer' s call to make sure the sound was clear and realistic. The imitation of the call was indistinguishable from a royal deer, which gave me confidence that I could attract some servant with all set. I started to feel hungry. After lunch I prepared to wait. Patience was key to my work.

6:23 I settled near the main chamber, from where I had a clear view of the speaker hanging on the tree. The hours were passing slowly. The nature around me was quiet and the only sounds were those of the animals and the wind between the trees every now and then, I checked the other cameras to make sure everything worked well. Suddenly I heard the echoes of strong steps. In the distance, I focused on the sound and saw a silhouette run through the trees. It seemed like something big was moving fast. I heard what sounded like or galloping through the tall trees and when that stopped in a clearing where there were no trees, I saw clearly that it was a deer.

7:09 He wasn' t the one I was looking for because he didn' t have the red horns. This servant had probably heard the sound of the speaker and had been attracted. That way I could be sure the speaker worked properly. The servant remained completely motionless. I raised my head above a fallen tree and looked at it he looked in my direction without making a sound, standing still for a good minute, turning occasionally the ears. The deer kept staring at me with a stare like he was scared frozen by the fear of a predator. lurking at twenty seconds, the animal turned around and ran away quickly disappearing among the trees. As soon as the animal came out of my sight, I heard a sound that wasn' t normal. It was like a scream, though not exactly. I wouldn' t know how to explain it, but the important thing is that I was sure that sound had not been made by any animal. Trying to be rational, I assumed that that noise should have come from some of the cartel people' s activities. I got that out of my mind and decided not to think anymore. On it I went back to the vehicle and relaxed for a while I ate a little more and drank water to stay hydrated. The tranquility combined with the total darkness of the trees made me feel like I was trapped in a void that made my

8:39 ears buzz. I was alone in the middle of the mountain range, surrounded by silence and shadows. I took my binoculars and started looking around. As I watched carefully, I realized that there were four traps probably set up by those in the cartel to catch animals or intruder. I kept inspecting the area carefully. I realized there should be a fifth trap in a part of the ground. It was clear that there was a trap recently, but now it was gone. That. I found it strange because the marks on the floor indicated that the trap had been there no more than a couple of hours ago.

9:24 I' d already been on the spot for over two hours. Therefore, it was not possible for an animal to fall into the trap without me realizing it. I assumed that, although I had not heard the animal fall into the trap, it should still be stuck there or at least the trap should be closed, but there was no trace of either the animal or the trap. This caused me great intrigue. I decided to investigate more closely. I got out of the vehicle and walked to the place where the trap had been. Upon arrival I noticed something that seemed to be good on the ground. I knew they couldn' t be mine, since I hadn' t gone that way before. The marks were very close together and the slits in the moss- covered land were larger than those of an average deer. I was frozen in shock when I saw the prints were deep, indicating that the animal that had left them should be quite heavy. The depth of the tracks could only mean that the animal had been standing there for a long time.

10:31 My question was whether I had been there after falling into the trap or before I did. I had the idea of walking in the direction the prints were pointing. Although the prints were no longer visible, the direction was clear. I kept walking as the forest advanced it became denser and the sunlight barely penetrated the tops of the trees. After walking for a while I came to a small clearing between the trees. Suddenly I got hit by an ear that turned my stomach. Looking over a low bush, I found the corpse of a servant. The smell was unbearable. I took my arm to my face to cover my nose I approached carefully to inspect more closely. I realized it wasn ' t a death caused by a hungry predator. There was no sign that he ate the meat. Whatever he had killed that servant simply destroyed him and let his corpse rot. Even his eyes had been torn out of their orbits.

11:37 As I watched the body, I noticed something strange. The size of the servant’ s feet did not correspond to the footprints he had seen before. The prints were bigger, which meant that the animal that had left those tracks was not the dead deer, but something much bigger. This made me think that the prints should belong to the animal that had killed the deer. This did not make much sense either, because the servant was already stinking, which meant that he had been dead for a long time and the prints seemed recent. I felt a strange feeling as if I was being watched. I turned my head slowly, scanning the area with my eyes. Then I looked back and shuddered to see a pair of eyes hung by their cartilage on a branch. Looking directly at me, at least that solved the mystery about where the servant’ s eyes had ended. I could not imagine what such a thing could have done but it was obvious that what did was something very dangerous, not only for animals, but also for me. I decided it was better not to stay in that place any longer. I retreated carefully, making sure not to make noise and not to draw attention to what might be near.

12:54 He had to return to the camp, but he also wanted to take the picture of the red horn servant. I knew if I didn' t make it, the whole effort would have been in vain. I went back to the vehicle and took the tape recorder. I modified the frequency with which the speaker reproduced the call of the servant and increased the volume. I' d wait two hours at the most. If the servant didn' t show up, I' d leave anyway. It was an hour and nothing came up. I was beginning to feel impatient and a little discouraged, but then a creepy squeal resonated in my ears. It was a loud and terrifying sound I hadn' t heard before. I took my binoculars and pointed in the direction I thought the sound had come from. There, among the trees, I saw the red horned deer, but his body was dead lying on the ground motionless. My heart sank thinking I was too late. I realized there was something else behind the servant. He could see two legs that did not belong to a servant. I reduced the zoom of binoculars for a better view.

14:07 What I saw left me breathless. There was another creature, a black humanoid figure, as if it were made of coal. His skin seemed to absorb the little light there was. The only thing that distinguished him from the dark was his red horns. At that time, all I could think of was turning off the call of the servants, because I thought that maybe that thing also responded to the sound of the servants. I was afraid the sound would attract him. I hastened to pay for the speaker. When I looked back at the place where the dead deer was, the creature was gone. I was overwhelmed by a feeling of panic and felt the hairs on my neck stand up. Although he could not see the creature, he could hear the faint sound of his breathing. I thought I' d grab the flashlight, but I remembered I hadn' t put the batteries in it. I would use the camera, which was hanging around my neck, I could use the camera flash to light up the darkness and see what was going on. I thought about all that and decided in two seconds. Then I grabbed the camera, pointed in one direction and took a flash photograph. The flash light briefly illuminated the darkness and captured a quick image. When my eyes met with what was in the photo taken, I froze. There was the red horn thing.

15:33 Looking at me I almost screamed of terror, but I held back the creature made no noise as I moved. She just stood there terrorizing me with her deep breath like she was agitated. I was thinking of a way to get out of this situation alive. I knew I had to do something, because I didn' t want to become that thing' s dinner. I stood there still without making any sudden movement. I was just blinking and breathing slowly. I felt fear running through my veins. I was completely soaked in sweat My heart was pounding. At that moment a servant appeared about twenty meters from my right side. The servant seemed calm. Suddenly, the creature fell upon the animal with an impressive speed. The servant did not even have time to react. That was my only chance without losing half a second. I ran up to the vehicle and started feeling the engine roar and the vehicle move quickly. I knew that thing was gonna follow me. After killing the servant.

16:45 I needed a strategy driving down the hill straight into the traps I' d seen before. My plan was simple, using the traps to try to stop the creature. I wasn' t sure if it would work, but I had no choice. As I had thought shortly, that thing began to run behind the vehicle. It was pretty quick. He could hear the noise of his steps as he drew closer and closer. I' m sure if I speeded up to the maximum it wouldn' t reach me, but because of the terrain I couldn' t do it. I had to maneuver carefully so as not to overturn the vehicle. The creature was getting closer. I felt his presence right behind me. Fortunately, my plan worked, as that thing was following me closely. One of his legs fell into one of the traps he' d seen before. The trap closed over her leg, but that didn' t stop her. He continued to run carrying the trap with him, albeit at a reduced speed. A few meters later, his other leg fell into another trap. This time, the creature could no longer follow me. The two traps caught her falling to the ground. I took advantage of that moment to speed up a little more, although I was still cautious on the ground. For a moment I had the idea to turn around and run over the creature, but I decided not to. I didn' t want to risk him coming free and attacking me. Besides, I wasn'

18:18 t sure if the vehicle could withstand the impact. I just kept driving, drove carefully until I found a way to climb the hill again. The way back to the camp was difficult, but I kept moving forward, confident that the traps would keep the creature trapped long enough. I got to camp before dawn. The people who were there noticed that I was half upset. I wasn' t even getting out of the vehicle yet. When one of the men who helped me before I left asked me if I had seen the servant. When he said that, he laughed. It was obvious that he knew that I had stumbled upon the creature of red horns. I didn' t answer him. In fact, I didn' t say anything to anyone about what had happened. I just asked them if they could take me back to the hotel and they said yes. It took more than six months for me to encourage myself to return to nature, to photograph animals or live goat in the state of Yucatán. Those who are not familiar with our customs should know that in this region it is relatively common to hear stories related to the paranormal, which are closely linked to Mayan culture, its legends and its myths.

19:48 What I want to tell you has a lot to do with this. Last to get to the village from where I am leaving from merid, you must take the main road at a certain point, take a deviation that suddenly becomes a lonely road that crosses the mountain. Every few kilometers you cross with other roads just as desolate, which take you to villages that are in the middle of nowhere. These roads are so narrow that in certain segments they barely fit a vehicle. In addition, they are usually covered on both sides by vegetation so thick that it prevents the view to the sides and leaves no room to shore. There is no kind of lighting there, so at night they become really dark. If you don' t know the area, it' s very easy to get disoriented, as all the roads look alike and it' s very easy to get confused in case this is not enough. As you walk along these paths, it is common to encounter signs in bad condition.

20:51 If you' re stuck in the place for something, it' s very difficult for you to meet someone who can help you. For the same reason, it is recommended not to go through these places unless necessary and, of course, never at night. One of the reasons why not many walk around once the sun is hidden is because they tell themselves that strange things happen. Already there are several who have taken a good scare for doing so, and among them I am. It was a weekend and getting out of work already at night, I was on my motorcycle pretty confident. I was passing from one in the morning and I was going quiet, listening to music and enjoying the journey. I got off the main road and went into these lonely roads that I mentioned it all was completely dark. The lighthouse on my motorcycle was the only light I could use at the front. The visibility it provided was quite good and to the sides, the shadows produced by the vegetation made me think that there was something moving along with me, but it was perhaps only my imagination. I looked back, not more than once or twice, but I saw almost nothing. I felt the darkness enveloping me. I was the only one walking along that road. The truth is that the atmosphere that was generated in that place was scary. About half the way. There are very

22:22 huge and very old trees. They' re unmistakable. A hundred meters away from that part, I began to hear strange sounds. They looked like an animal. I first thought it was about the music I was hearing, but having the impression that these noises came from my side, I completely lowered the volume to the music and paid more attention. I was about to confirm that those noises were actually part of the music that sounded at the time. When I suddenly heard them again, then I noticed certain movements of weed on my right side. It was as if something was running in the same direction as me, something that was obviously moving very quickly because of the noise it produced and the amount of grass that was moving. I figured it had to be huge. That scared the shit out of me. I didn' t know what kind of animal I was following. I accelerated my motorcycle hoping it would be enough to leave behind whatever was following me, but the sound and movements in the weed continued to maintain the same rhythm as I began to sweat.

23:37 I was about to reach the huge trees and at that moment I saw a very large and completely dark creature come out of the vegetation and climb one of those trees. I could not see well that it was because the light of the bike lit it partially, but I did distinguish that it had very long extremities and advanced on four legs. For a moment I thought of turning around and returning to the main road, but I calculated that it would take me several seconds to turn and in what my motorcycle took speed, I would be very vulnerable and that thing would reach me without problems. I had no choice but to keep moving forward without stopping. Taking advantage of being on a straight line, I decided to accelerate to reach maximum speed and try to pass by without giving time for that creature to attack me. The branches were moving.

24:32 There was no doubt about that thing. I was up there, already getting closer, I realized that that tree had very large branches that stretched almost in a straight line and ended up at the other end of the road. I tried to be brave. I knew I needed a lot of courage to get through, but the truth was scared to death. I accelerated as much as I could, held my breath and finally passed by. I felt a terrible chill, a terrifying presence on top of me in those branches. I' d lie to you if I said I saw something, because I didn' t really. I didn' t mean to turn up. I kept moving at maximum speed and when I had walked away about 50 meters scared, I turned to see my rearview mirror, but I could not see anything. It was all very dark. When I turned my gaze to the front, I saw clearly a humanoid shadow crossing from right to left. That vision came with a sharp stab in my chest, and I' ve never seen anything as macabre as that. I mean that as a humanoid being because, even though the light was not the best. If I realized it wasn' t a person, that was definitely not human. That being had an animal appearance.

26:03 The two legs on which he stood were curved. They were like a dog or a ram, something like that. I also made a distinction that his head had two great prominences. I didn' t see it very well, but it was something that seemed to be horns and, like I said, that thing quickly crossed from one side to the other. Feeling very afraid, I decided to continue to accelerate to the fullest and close my eyes. At that time I committed myself to God and went through that part waiting for the worst. There was nothing in front or in front of me. I really don' t know. I didn' t mean to turn back. I don' t know what I' d do if I saw that thing following me. I was in shock from what I' d seen. I was so scared. I must confess that this is already too much to say.

26:52 I' m not one to be scared of anything. I am a person used to the countryside, but from the beginning, this experience overcame me. I knew that that thing I saw wasn' t common. I tried to calm down, but I couldn' t do it at the time and I wasn' t willing to slow down. Little by little, I felt the lightest vibe and felt out of danger. It took me about five minutes to get to town. When I got home, I didn' t want to mention anything about it at the time so I wouldn' t sound crazy or worry my family. I remember very well that night I couldn' t sleep, I couldn' t stop thinking about that creature I saw. Despite being inside the house, I felt insecure just thinking that we were practically in the country and that thing might be stalking. I tried to lie down in my bed and close my eyes, but every time I did. The image of the creature returned to my mind its shape, its curved legs and those big horns did not leave my head. Fear kept me awake listening to every little noise coming from the outside. During breakfast I heard something that shook me.

28:11 Older adults were talking about how recently their chickens and other farm animals were hoarding dead, some of them devoured by a strange predator that could not be a coyote or something like that. Then I heard the scariest thing about a resident neighbor right there said she saw something very similar to what I saw She described it as a goat walking on two legs, as if it were a person. She saw her once in the grass behind her back caused me to shiver to notice the tranquility with which she explained everything as if it were something very normal. I have told my experience to many people and more than anyone has theorized that what I saw was the cool goat, a being that was feared by the Maya themselves and whose presence extends throughout Yucatan. It is a very ancient legend that says that that goat walking on two legs is a very powerful sorcerer who gave his body and soul to dark deities to gain the ability to transform himself into that horrific creature, which is a hybrid of human and goat, so that he is able to extend his life for many years and expand exponentially his abilities by employing other kinds of spells, which are often employed to cause evil. I don' t really know if that' s the point,

29:41 but I' m worried that a lot of things fit that legend. I think that might explain what so many people, including me, have seen with our own eyes. No matter how true the legend is. To me, that terrifying sighting was a more pra proof that there are things that are not in our understanding, things that happen in the field and that there are strange creatures. The Sking Walker, one of my best friends, lives a little far from my house. To get home, I have to walk 20 to 30 minutes on this road. I' ve done it many times almost every day. I feel very comfortable with the people I meet on the way.

30:33 They are neighbors or acquaintances and we always greet each other. That' s why I' ve never felt scared or nervous. As I walk to my friend' s house, there' s a part of the road that sometimes makes me a little uncomfortable. Halfway through there' s a stretch of forest I have to go through. It' s not very big, but it' s enough to make me feel a little weird. The trees are tall and leafy and sometimes you can' t see the sky because the branches cover it. The whole trail is narrow and surrounded by vegetation Spesa It is a quiet place and sometimes too quiet. Every time I walk by, I feel like someone' s watching me. This feeling of being observed happens to me regularly. I don' t know exactly why I feel like this, but I' m trying not to pay much attention to it. I think it' s just my imagination. Playing a bad game, that day I spent more time at my friend' s house than I had planned. We were playing video games and time flew by. When I finally got out, I realized it was already getting dark. I walked fast knowing I had to go through the stretch of forest before the darkness was total. I arrived at the beginning of the forest just as the sun hid. The place looked darker and darker than usual. I shuddered a little while preparing to get through it.

32:02 I felt a chill running around my back, clenched my fists and took the first step, trying to convince myself that everything would be fine. I had taken about ten steps when I heard a branch break that dry sound and of course it tells you that there is definitely someone or something there with you, I stayed frozen in the place, not knowing what to do. My senses sharpened by trying to capture any additional motion or sound. I whispered hello with the voice cut as the words came out of my lips. I don ' t know why I did it. Maybe waiting for an answer to reassure me, I stood there listening attentively, hoping it was just my imagination, but then I was cold when the answer came back in the sound of my own voice. It was like someone or something was imitating my words perfectly.

32:59 I started breathing so fast I felt I could faint. The voice I heard was exactly mine, but it didn' t come out of my mouth. Something was repeating my words and I was doing it with terrifying precision. I wanted to run, but my feet seemed stuck to the ground. I couldn ' t scream, I couldn' t move. He was completely paralyzed. As my voice resounded again and again from a short distance, I looked around trying to identify where the sound came from, but I couldn' t seem to come from everywhere around me. Wrapping my panic was growing in my chest. My heart was beating so hard that I could feel it in my ears.

33:43 I didn' t understand what was going on, and every second that happened I felt more trapped. I tried to move, to get my legs to respond, but they were still not obeying. Suddenly everything remained silent. The imitation of my voice ceased and the forest returned to its state of tranquility. The change was so sudden that I was stunned. The lack of sound was almost as disturbing as the echo of my own voice. For a long minute nothing happened. I stood there terrified hoping to see what would happen. Then I felt my heart beating so hard that it almost hurt. The darkness of the forest seemed denser, more oppressive. Then whatever was hidden there, imitated my voice again. This time, the sound was clearer, closer.

34:35 My own voice, but distorted in a way that put my hair on edge, had had enough, and my instinct was yelling at me that I had to get out of there. But before I could take a step, I heard a noise in the bushes a few meters to my left. I looked in horror as a deer head with big horns protruding out of the bushes. The animal watched me with large, dark eyes, almost as if it were studying me. I felt a chill running around my back. Then what I saw left me petrified. The deer came out more from the bushes and rose on two legs like a human being. I ran away. My legs moved before my mind could process it I ran out of the woods. My feet barely touched the ground. I felt the cold air hitting my face, but I didn' t stop. I just wanted to get home to the safety of my home. I came home panting and with my heart about to get out of my chest. I didn' t say anything to my mom.

35:43 When I arrived, I was in the kitchen preparing dinner. I didn' t want to worry her or cause alarm. I went up to my room quickly, without saying a word. I lay on my bed still shaking and thought about what had happened. The images of the deer, rising on two legs, kept repeating in my mind. At some point, my mother came into my room and asked me if everything was okay. I said yes, I was just tired. I don' t know why I didn' t tell him the truth. I guess I was afraid of how I' d react. I didn' t want him to think that I was imagining things or that I was going crazy. I called my friend and told him everything.

36:28 He got really scared and told me, no matter what happened that night, not to look out the window in my room. His words filled me with more fear, but I trusted him. He told me to call him the next morning and that he would explain more to me because I had to talk to his grandfather as soon as possible. That night I stayed awake listening to every little sound, every creak in the house, every sound of the wind outside. Everything made me nervous. I felt something was outside vigilant. I didn' t dare approach the window, let alone look for it. I just wanted the morning to come and all this to be a bad dream.

37:09 Around three in the morning, just as I was about to fall asleep, the air changed. The sounds of the night suddenly shut up. The crickets were not heard, the wind or anything. Everything remained in a very strange silence, as if the world had stopped. My first reaction was to grab the sheet and cover my head. I felt my heart beat very fast and tried to calm down, but the silence made me more nervous. It was a long moment and then again I heard my voice. It was evident that the deer- like thing was near. The voice sounded the same as how it sounded in the woods and that made me tremble with fear. I thought that couldn' t be inside my room because I hadn' t heard the door open. It didn' t make sense to me that I was outside my window, because my room was on the second floor and even though the creature was pretty tall, it definitely wasn' t that high. To reach the height of the window in my room. Then that thing changed its voice. He spoke to me again, but not with my voice, but with my mother' s voice. That meant that it had been around my house long enough to hear my mother speak. That made me much more afraid to think that I had been as close to my family as I had been.

38:37 It didn' t open my face That thing started touching the window. I' m afraid of that already. I felt like I couldn' t breathe well, I couldn' t go on like this. I opened my face a little bit to look at the window. There was that thing and I understood how it was possible that it was there. Outside, I saw her head, so what Sister meant was her body held from the ceiling. It was a terrifying image. Seeing her there, hanging with those big horns and her dark eyes, made me so afraid that I quickly covered that thing again. He was talking to me and knocking on the window for a while. I didn' t understand what he was saying. Her knocks on the window were smooth, but steady, as if she were trying to get her to let her in. I didn' t move, I didn' t make a noise, I just stood there covered and shaking with fear. After a while, the thing went away. I heard the knocks on the window stop and the silence filled the room again. Little by little, the sounds of the night returned the crickets, the wind, everything returned to normal, but I was still scared. Never again. I' ve seen that thing again every night. I make sure all the windows and doors are locked.

40:00 I couldn' t forget that night and every time I hear a strange noise, I remember what happened. I don' t know what that thing was or why it was following me, but I hope I never find it again. Tale written and adapted by Ramiro Contreras