PERROS NAHUALES Nos Acechan Por El Monte Historias De Terror - REDE

0:05 Black as night. My name is marten. Now I am an older woman, but I have never forgotten what happened that summer of one thousand nine hundred and forty- five, when I was barely eight years old. At that time we lived in a small ejido very close to Barroterán, in Coahuila, Mexico, without electricity or key water to wash or bathe. We were going to the stream that ran about a hundred meters away. At that time we were at home with my grandmother, an aunt and her two little daughters, because my mom had separated from my dad years ago. Although we were very poor, I didn' t feel that way, because all the people we knew were poor. There were occasions when we only ate onions with tomatoes and Chile all from our own vegetable garden. We used to be happy to consume that. We were just drinking water from the wheelhouse, even though we were small. That didn' t stop us from helping with the housework. When night fell, we would light up with fives of oil. My grandmother kept telling us scary stories at the time. Listen to witches who showed up after seeing a fireball. It was most common. They were told of other creatures that lived in the middle of the vast mountain, not only at night, but also during the day. Those strange things were human dogs howling in a way that scared all the animals. One afternoon my mom, my grandmother,

1:40 my aunt, along with my cousins and I decided it would be a good idea to go and collect some synopal herbs from nearby ranches to prepare a meal. This despite the warnings of Grandma who always told us how dangerous that was, especially for us, being two girls. My mother also told us that on the lost paths of the mountain, apart from the dangerous snakes and spiders, she was lurking around a strange animal. He described it as black as coal, with big legs and dog snout. That hideous animal some called a human dog was called a nahual. According to the beliefs of the whole ejido, he owned the night. He fed on everything that moved through the mountain and those who dared to face it disappeared forever. That animal was out of hell. It was enough to see him from his snout, he had big fangs on his four legs. He had huge claws and his eyes, bigger than those of a human, shone in the dark. Ever since that being appeared the mountain looked like a desert. The larger animals fled or disappeared and no one walked alone at any time of the day, much less of the night. These and many scary stories had left us sleepless years ago. In addition, they frightened us by telling us that shadows and whispers invaded the roads,

3:14 especially in the cold mornings. But since we' ve never seen or heard anything. We didn' t believe in that, being excited and carefree girls, because we were going under my aunt' s safety, we moved on with the idea of our little ride. Before noon we went into the mountain playing and running along the paths already known. Despite the heat, we were still enjoying ourselves without caring about time. We did it for over two hours. My aunt told us we' d only be a little longer. Trying to get back. After walking through the mountain collecting herbs, we realized that something was wrong. The roads didn' t look the same and there should be a walk back to our house. Soon it became a confused and tired walk through the thick mountain. As time passed. We were hungry and thirsty because we walked the trails without getting anywhere. My aunt didn' t tell us anything, she just turned everywhere. I grabbed one sidewalk, then another, and it was the same thing. Even as children, we knew without asking that we were lost, used to those lands. We moved on, ate some things, mesquites and tunas, still unripe that we found, but we hadn' t loaded with water. In the evening, the first shadows appeared with them the cool wind of the mountain. My cousin, the

4:47 youngest, began to cry because she was tired of so much walking, but my aunt, in her desperation to find the way, did not stop. It is not necessary to say that the nights on the mountain were a dark world apart to no longer be able for us, as children, it was the time when the witches came out. That' s how they taught us. Obviously, we were worried that it would be done at night. As the sun was completely hidden, the shadows appeared and everything familiar became threatening. The tall trees were like silent giants. His branches full of thorns seemed to assault us. On purpose there were sections with larger trees that formed a roof that barely allowed the first rays of the moon to pass. The wind whistled through the leaves, carrying with it earth mixed with the penetrating smell of the mountain. The hot road under our feet was barely visible by the scant light.

5:53 There were leaves and dried branches that creaked at every step, reminding us that each movement was an announcement of our presence in that place. We knew that was not good, because the animals of the mountain could hear us, like vipers or wild boars, and they could react by attacking us as far away as they could at once. We could hear the sounds of the mountain, the cricket of insects or the sudden fluttering of a night bird. This made us scared to walk hand in hand. But beyond these natural sounds there were others that were difficult to identify. We heard the grunt of a big animal, making us wonder if we were really alone. During that night, something followed us. For the same reason, my aunt wouldn' t stop for a moment. We could hear footsteps and creaks around us. Several times we saw in the distance truly black shadows, darker than the same night, figures jumping the bushes without any problem. My frightened cousins said they were naguals that my grandmother, my aunt, was talking so much about. All he did was change course and keep walking without telling us anything. I was trying not to get scared even so I remembered what my mom and grandma were talking about. Beings were spirits in the form of animals that, in most cases, were solitary. They said the legends that punished humans according to their actions.

7:28 With every noise, with every movement among the thorny bushes, fear grew. We hugged each other trying to console ourselves with the idea that at dawn everything would be clear and we' d be safe. But the nights on the mountain were long and that particularly seemed the worst, because the sounds did not stop. Also, feeling the cold, thirst and tiredness was worse. One of my cousins stumbled upon a trunk that was pierced along the way. Just like that. My aunt stopped and told us that we would rest for a moment I dropped into the ground and recharged on the trunk, I asked her how long we needed to get to the house. He didn' t even answer me. A few minutes later it was all silence. I realized my aunt and cousins were asleep, thinking it would be nice to rest.

8:22 I closed my eyes a little bit. I don' t know if it ' s been a minute or an hour. I woke up because I had a strange feeling I' d never felt before. I could assure you that someone was watching me from the darkness hidden among the many bushes whatever it was. He had a very strong look, because he could feel it even without seeing it. In addition, his breathing could also be heard and made a sound with his mouth, as if he had a lot of saliva. I don' t know if by instinct I didn' t move or was paralyzed by the fear I had. The point is, just by looking at it, I was trying to find out what was hiding there. I was on alert so much that any noise scared me. At that moment I forgot how tired I was, how hungry I was, and how thirsty I was.

9:13 I didn' t run because that would be abandoning my aunt, along with my cousins, who were sloppy. So, in that situation it was spending the night before dawn. I heard something was coming crawling. I didn' t know what kind of animal it could be. It was heard on one side after the other. I didn' t understand how he moved so fast. Surely it was two animals that were stalking us without moving me I called repeatedly my aunt and cousins, but they were so asleep that they didn' t listen to me. Meanwhile, the thing that came to us was being heard closer and closer. The only thing I found at hand was a stone.

10:00 I decided to give it to her when she was close enough to me, I remember how my hand trembled. The minutes went by for our good luck. Nothing and no one ever showed up. When the sun finally rose, gradually dissipating the darkness, tension and fear decreased, but hunger and thirst were already very strong. When my aunt got up, no one said anything. We just keep walking. We start a new day more lost than ever. The sun was very strong. The same air felt suffocating hard to breathe in the morning. We ate what we found, but it wasn' t enough to regain strength before the evening fell. I was already wearing dry lips because of the lack of water. Not just me, we were all the same. It was obvious that we would not endure like this for long.

10:56 When it started to get dark again my uncle already started yelling at my grandmother and my mom in a desperate way. Listening to her was a shock to me, as well as to my cousins, because we all started crying. We also screamed until we got tired. No one listened to us with sore legs and feet. We were moving slowly in the midst of that terrible heat that felt increasingly unbearable. The night fell again We walked fast, but the mountain was always the same. It looks like we were doing it in a circle. We knew we' d never get anywhere. After walking for a while, something my aunt looked at because she cried a prayer or something.

11:43 He grabbed his daughters by the hand and almost dragged them out running. I didn' t have time to see that I scared her. I ran behind her in the darkness dead of fear and despair in my career to reach them, scratched my face, arms and legs. The branches pulled my hair, but I didn' t even stop. When my legs weren' t enough for more, I stopped running and had no more energy. I was listening in the distance how my aunt was walking away while my cousins were crying, but I couldn' t see them. When her crying got lost, I knew she was alone in the bush. I imagined a lot of horrible things, because for my aunt to have been scared what she looked at, it would have to be something as awful as the devil or worse, and it would surely come after me. Suddenly I felt the whole chest hardening. I had difficulty breathing when I heard a loud and clear grunt coming from all the darkness turning to the sides. I didn' t know what to do, because I no longer had the strength to run, much less to defend myself.

12:54 Suddenly in front of me. About three meters away, a couple of eyes appeared and I took a few steps back, looking at them. Next to them, others appeared. At that moment I didn' t realize, but today I can assure you that they were red and bright as they were getting closer and closer by instinct, perhaps, but I ran again aimlessly wherever I went. This time I felt persecuted, not by a simple animal. I was sure he was a monster and he was about to catch up with me. Suddenly, I lost the floor and fell into a well. I stood still, not even breathing so that that being wouldn' t find me.

13:37 I could hear his steps approaching and his strong breath very close to me as he got closer, my heart accelerated. I was sure if I met, I' d eat in terror. I watched him pass surrounded the well where I had fallen and continued along. It was a figure of a grotesque animal that walked on two legs too high for me had the smell that dogs fire after they died. It was that animal the nahual had an imposing presence, a terrible silhouette. Its size was greater than that of any known animal in our region. The most disturbing thing was his eyes, shining like burning coals staring, trying to find me in the dark. His body seemed to be covered in a rather thick black fur that moved with the wind as if it were smoke dragged by the breeze. His limbs were long and ended in what seemed to be claws, giving him an even more fearsome appearance. Every time he moved between the bushes, he could hear the rustling of the leaves and branches under his great weight, although sometimes it was only a fleeting shadow in those brief moments when the moon lit up his figure or ra. Terror paralyzed me because I wasn' t just a mountain animal. It was something sinister that could scare anyone away. I had no doubt about it anymore.

15:09 All the stories my grandmother told us were true not to see it anymore. I closed my eyes hard and I didn' t move It dawned again until then I came out of the well, I realized that the ants were biting me but I didn' t feel them. Maybe she was disconnected by fear, no choice where to go. I walked aimlessly. I was already feeling very weak. My head hurt. My eyes were closed with sleep and tiredness, but I couldn' t stay there. My lips hurt a lot because I already had them cracked. Hours after walking under the rays of the sun, I felt dizzy. I closed my eyes for a moment and didn' t hear from me anymore. When I reacted, I realized I was on the ground without gaining any strength to get up. So I was a long time without tears to cry. I got up as I could. My whole body hurt. I barely took a few steps. I stopped because two big, drooling black dogs shut me down. I can' t say how much they were measuring, but they seemed monstrous to me. Maybe I didn' t process it right now because I didn' t freak out or maybe I didn' t have the strength to scare myself. I looked them in the eye first one, then the other one. Hate and hunger were evident in their eyes. At that moment I understood that I was about to die.

16:38 Devoured by those huge animals. I stood there waiting for his attack, but those animals were just looking at me. I opened and closed my eyes to make them disappear, if I was imagining them, but there they kept grunting. I tried walking, but one of them grunted at me in a threatening way. He stopped at me without taking his fierce gaze off me. The other one just smelled me from a distance. It seemed not to his liking, although they were not standing on two legs as I had seen them the previous nights I knew they were Nahuales, because that kind of dogs had never seen them. I walked to the opposite side, without turning, without giving importance to his presence. As I looked up, I looked at a lump lying at a considerable distance. When I looked at them well they were my aunt and my cousins were lying on the ground, very exhausted as I could, I ran to hug them. I don' t know where I got the strength. I looked for a stick willing to defend myself against that or any other animal, no matter how terrifying it was. Those big black dogs kept looking at me from afar. I thought they weren' t attacking us because they were waiting for others, maybe their whole pack. When I turned to see them again, they were gone. As I could, I got up to see better and be sure they weren' t in that anymore when

18:11 I heard they yelled at us in the distance. Some people were looking for us I tried to scream, but my despair choked my screams, drawing my last strength. I screamed. It was so much the effort I made that I fell to the ground. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, some of my grandmother' s known peasants found us. We were disoriented, hungry and scared, but without serious injuries. I remember they gave us water. It was so much our despair that we almost drowned. When they took it, they told us that they had been looking for us since day one. They toured the Mount to Horse several times, but found no trace.

18:55 They wondered among themselves how it was possible that we had survived three days and two nights in the mountain, not because we had no food or water. They didn' t understand that they didn' t eat us dogs or Nahuales in a hurry in a donkey- drawn cart. They took us to a ranch pretty close to our house. Apparently we were only a mile away from her. There, little by little we were fed a watered soup. I remember it well, until we finally feel better. My grandmother and mom came scolding my aunt. They said so many things, but the only thing I remember clearly that already made us dead devoured by the dark creatures of the mountain.

19:40 We returned to the ejido with a story that many did not believe, attributing it to the imagination of frightened children and dehydration. I know what I saw how my aunt and cousins felt They tell their story how they lived it. Days later, my cousins and I were taken with a lady to be horrified, because we were scared of everything, especially at night. We went to live in Acuña city. Even so, putting land in between, I could forget the terrible moments of looking at myself lost alone about to die of thirst or, which is worse attacked by hideous beings left from the same hell, still married and with children, I had to see a psychologist because those terrible memories have persecuted me wherever I have gone. I think those Nahuales will always do it, those presences at night were too real. Today, some of my own family could explain it as simple fear or hallucinations caused by panic.

20:52 Every time I finish telling this story, I wonder what would have happened if those shadows that chased us were either dog or Nahuales had reached us. I' ll always remember those days as the scariest days of my entire life. The estate of the stones occurred when I was barely twelve years old. At that time he lived in a small town in central Mexico. This situation touched me to live it together with my two best friends, Raúl and Miguel, both of my own age. There wasn' t much to do in that town. That' s why it was very common to sit down in the afternoons and chat with our parents or grandparents until late at night. In the end we always ended up listening to what was going on in an old hacienda where they told us they were scared, because there was an old sorcerer who was called nahual who could not deny that some time ago. That did scare me a lot and take it as true. When some pot was heard at night, I ran to hide, thinking I was that sorcerer, and I even had nightmares. But already at that age of twelve, I knew that they told us those things so that we would not walk so far away from the house and much less that we would approach the old hacienda where something could happen to us, the Hacienda de las Piedras. That wasn' t

22:23 her real name, but we told her that because much of it was built. It was on the outskirts of the village in the middle of which one day there were vast fields used for the planting of corn. At least I ' d only seen her from afar. I was so looking forward to going inside and meeting her. My two friends said the same thing. It was pretty big. A good part of it was still in good condition. It had been abandoned several decades ago. Since then people had come from other places, searching for treasures hidden in the walls and the floors were digging or hole - making. So they were destroying it little by little, but one day all that changed. People passing by the place told of strange sounds coming from within. Besides, they looked like big flares. It was not known who was responsible for lighting them up, until someone discovered that the sorcerer of the village had made the hacienda the perfect place to do his witchcraft. That' s where he took out diseases, in addition to all sorts of bad vibes.

23:36 He did or removed black jobs, performed rituals and invocations. All that was pervading the estate of strange phenomena that occurred mostly at night. So, soon it became a cursed place, at least for people who claimed to see spirits wandering around. But in addition, many people said that dog and other animals entering the old farm never went out. That wasn' t all. At least once a month I had witches and witches meetings until late at night. Some witnesses claimed that people were entering the farm, but only animals, grotesques and fireballs came out. This and other things began to be rumored by the people. From there, people stopped entering that construction and even avoided passing by for fear of being victims of the sorcerer. This was what they told us and as a story it was all right, What intrigued most was the rumor that the sorcerer was transformed into various hideous animals, never seen to drive out the intruders, whether it was to be scary or to have nightmares.

24:49 That sorcerer was well known in the village. His name was Braulio, but they all called him the one erased by the color of his eyes. He also had his story, one that was terrifying. Supposedly, when the Braulio Witch entered the estate for the first time, he met the Devil, who told him it was time for his death. So that the Devil would not take his soul to hell forever, the sorcerer made a covenant with him from now on he would take care of the estate, because there the evil one had hidden a figure that he did not want anyone to find. From that day and for all eternity, the Braulio Witch never left the estate again.

25:32 During the night, the Devil, anyway, took his body to Hell. That is why he became some animal in order to fulfill his commission. In addition, it was said that only thus transformed into pig or dog was it how he could eat for us was it no longer enough to know from memory that story. Someday we wanted to go check on a summer afternoon. That day I was talking to my friends about who still believed in that witch tale. Suddenly out of nowhere, someone came up with going to know the estate, because none of the three of us had been inside it any way they wanted. We thought a little bit about going through all the things we' d heard so we wouldn' t look scared. In the end we encouraged ourselves to do so that same afternoon, armed with a flashlight in case we were made at night and a couple of sticks to defend ourselves. We ventured into the estate of the stones without telling anyone. Along the way we planned what we would do until we escaped if the sorcerer appeared to us. Everything seemed so easy. Although it started as a game as we walked, it became an experience. We crossed anxiously the great terrain surrounding the old hacienda, the sun set when we arrived as soon as the shadows began to grow.

27:00 When we were across the street, we could see how big that construction was. Without thinking about it. Twice we went into the main courtyard, which was opposite, where the weeds had claimed their space and the vines covered what was once a fountain of stone. Despite the abandonment. For the first time we were there, it seemed like a good place to frequent from that day forward at the first door we found, we stopped, we looked inward. There was nothing. That' s why we got in the way of the afternoon. The place was gloomy, the smell of moisture was evident. On top of that, I smelled a lot of candlestick and other strange things.

27:45 We went through that room when we got in another room. We heard someone ran. We were about to run away, but we held back. Miguel got nervous and told me to come back and come back another day earlier. We walked a little more on the ground were appearing the remains of some animals already quite dry. We didn' t really care about that. Suddenly. We heard a creak, we stopped and looked at each other, we asked each other who had been we all responded negatively. We walked more carefully because we didn' t know what or who could have made that noise. The creaking was heard again. That was enough to pay attention to him. Seconds later we learned a few steps that someone was approaching. My friend Miguel stepped forward raising the stick he was wearing. In front of us. A gentleman appeared already with many years on him, perhaps eighty or more. He was dressed in a very strange way. He had necklaces and amulets on his neck.

28:49 Looking at us insistently, he asked us what we were looking for. When I looked into his eyes, I noticed that he had them in color. That' s why I knew it was Don Braulio the Witch. Moreover, it was very much in line with the description given to us at that time. I thought the Witch did exist. Then it was true all the awful things that were told about that place. I couldn' t stop my nerves from beating me. Titubing a little bit, I told him we were just getting to know the estate, but we were just leaving. That gentleman looked at us from top to bottom with a distasteful face. He asked us our names and ages, but we didn' t answer him as we didn ' t move. He ran us in bad words. He yelled at us that it was about evening and that the devil appeared in that place with threats.

29:41 He assured us that if we didn' t leave, that demon would lead us to hell. After asking ourselves very angry that if that' s what we wanted, he spoke to a dog, he was black and he was huge, he didn' t have a necklace. Nothing more to see him. He was noticing all the inns of biting us, perhaps because of the fear caused us by that animal. We were wrong to go back because the next room we entered was very dark. At that moment all the noises disappeared. I felt as if we had entered another dimension until my ears were covered. When we realized we hadn' t gotten there, we walked back, but we ran into a wall There was no door. That couldn' t be possible. We touched and pushed the walls, but they were solid.

30:34 We turn on the flashlight with the little light. We' re looking for a way out without finding her trying not to panic. We had to walk deeper. In the end there was the entrance to another room. We knew that the road was not that way, only that there was nowhere else to go we allused inwards everything looked so sinister that, at least to me I almost had the ability to speak. Although I was alone in the whole room. You heard an altered breath. I was so scared I wanted to run, but one of my friends was holding on to my shirt. We began to despair and asked quietly what we were going to do, but we had no answers. We had to cross that room and we did so dominating our fears. We walked around with just the little flashlight, listening to that strange breath that seemed to come from everywhere, but we never managed to look at anyone. The next room we arrived at was just as dark. Maybe the windows had been blocked. I didn' t tell my friends anything not to scare them, but I started to feel that someone or something sinister was following us closely. I was turning back, but it was all loneliness, silence and darkness. I was afraid to accept that, although it seemed like Lie was lost within the estate. In our desperation to find a way out,

32:05 we got deeper. Every time I knew by the time we arrived, it had already been made at night. Then I remembered what they told us about the sorcerer, who was transformed into an animal when the sun was hiding. I only began to torment myself because they came to my mind not only what they told us so much at home. I also remembered the horrible nightmares where I looked at the sorcerer with a dog head chasing me through a place as dark as the one I was at the time. We walked a little longer in the distance. A few barks were heard were quite strong, surely from a very large animal. It occurred to Raúl that the sorcerer had surely already transformed himself into a dog and was looking for us to eat. I remember holding him by the arm and in a very serious tone, I told him to shut up. The dog barked again, but this time it was heard closer as if it came running straight to us. We instinctively run by pushing each other trying to move faster after a while. It seemed that we had achieved it because the barking of that dog was no longer heard. Still we walked through the darkness and the most important thing was to find the way out, which was nowhere to be counted again. It occurred to Raul to say another of his nonsense. He told us that maybe we were in hell and if we didn' t find a way out soon, we' d

33:37 stay there forever. To say that really scared me not only to me, but also to Michael my mind betrayed me thinking that maybe we were in hell and if we were, soon it would appear to us. The devil. I was about to yell at him to shut up when I said something in front of us. I do not exaggerate when I said that when I looked at him and I didn' t know what an animal or demon was, I was crouched, confused in the darkness, waiting for us to approach. His eyes had a strange glow and his fur was quite black. Its legs were disproportionately large, with claws that surely tore the ground. As his snout passed, sharp teeth were protruding. The sound of every breath seemed like a roar. Besides, he was throwing off a stinking smell, like he had a lot of dead days. The worst part was that he was a few meters away from us. We just took a few steps back and what we looked at was lost in the dark. Thinking he was gone, we wanted to move forward again, but at that moment the animal appeared again staring at us. That made me feel chills. My friends were also unable to move because of the fear of repo. The dog let escape a grunt that resonated in the silence of the room where we were. That more than alerting us,

35:07 made us feel like weak prey. I don' t know how Raul could speak. He almost screamed to tell us that there was the exit. He pointed his finger at the hideous dog. I understood that maybe that' s why that creature was there so we wouldn' t get away. I admit I couldn' t stop looking at the dog or whatever that thing was. I wasn' t even looking out. At a time when I looked right at the dog, I noticed it was weird. At first I thought that animal had its eyes blank. Then, in horror, I discovered that they were the very eyes erased from the Witch Braulio. There was no doubt he was transformed into a dog. Knowing that more scared gave me thinking that that being had come out of hell. With the sticks we brought, my friends formed a cross to try to chase that creature away. At first it seemed not to affect him at all. Thank God that when we saw him we had not run back inside, because seconds later, that strange animal was lost in the darkness, leaving us the free passage without thinking about it.

36:19 Twice we started running towards the exit, but before I could react, I felt a pain in my leg. The animal wasn' t gone. It was hidden, submerged in the darkness and had reached its claws. He scratched me so hard, he left me a wound that burned me so bad. As I was a few steps away from the door, I was about to fall from despair to arrive, but I managed to get over it. When we finally went out to the central courtyard, I felt like I had come out of hell itself. It was already totally dark. Outside the night it felt very heavy. I had that feeling as if many eyes looked at us from everywhere I looked up down. I never looked at anyone, although we were relieved to have escaped. There was still a big problem. Now we were in the middle of the whole estate. To get out of there we would have to go back to the construction and find a door to the main entrance. We looked and looked for another way out, but there was no other way out. Our concern was greater by understanding that we would have to go back in and face the animal that was surely waiting for us at the farm. If we wanted to go back to our homes. That was the only solution. After a lot of searching we found a large living room where to get out to the opposite grounds we would not have to go through more

37:51 rooms. We all talked to each other to agree. We' d run after each other so if we didn' t get out of sight, we ' d do it nonstop until we were on that side. We don' t think much, look ourselves in the eyes, persignate ourselves, breathe deeply and enter, first Miguel, then Raúl and the last. That' s all I have to say. In doing so, the air became so suffocating that it was hard to breathe. In addition, the nose was burning a lot, as if we were breathing bad energies or negative vibrations that surely abounded in the entire interior of the hacienda. We couldn' t even run because the atmosphere was so heavy that it wouldn' t let us move forward, breathe all that. Maybe it made us have terrible hallucinations because my friends were shivering at every step they took. I don' t know what they were looking at, they didn' t feel, but I saw frights everywhere trying to grab me. I also heard a snoring and dry voice behind me screaming at me in a tone very similar to a bark, as I came to the last one. I felt it was that animal the nahual that was following us perhaps waiting for the moment to lie on us. I didn' t dare turn around for fear of meeting those eyes again Nothing more coming out of the environment changed as if we had freed ourselves from something we had carried.

39:19 The animal here, he didn' t give us time to breathe it. We hear running towards us, surely, to get on us. We ran until we were safe outside the confines of the hacienda. When we passed the forgotten fields of corn and looked back the dog was not there it seemed that it had disappeared, because we could hear its fierce barking a sound that I could never forget. We ran as far as we could until we got home. I came pulling air and very scared. I thought I' d be scolded for how late it was, but strangely they were barely past eight o ' clock at night. I couldn' t believe it. I had to confess to my parents where we were walking because they looked at the wound I was carrying as expected. They didn' t believe everything I told them that I' d probably been beaten up. When they took me to the doctor, I told him I had cut myself with a sheet. The wound on my leg healed over time, but there was a scar that reminds me that night every time I see it. I still don' t understand what happened and ask myself a thousand questions. How could we have been lost inside the estate? I also wonder to this day, because we were not attacked by the sorcerer, the dog, the nahual or whatever that horrifying thing was.

40:46 He could have done it if he wanted to, but he let us out. Obviously, we never went back to the farm and every time someone mentioned the Nahual, I couldn' t help but think of those bony, bright eyes that that dog had, just like Don Braulio' s. I' ve always tried to tell this story as it is, without exaggerating anything. Those who listen to me tell me that maybe it was just a wild dog, or maybe my childish imagination altered the details. The feeling of being observed by something more than a common animal is something that continues to haunt me until today and although I can never be completely sure of that, I prefer to stay away from places like that old farm of stones, where grandparents' tales ultimately proved true. That hacienda exists to this day and the Brujo Braulio, that of the erased eyes is surely still there becoming that hideous animal every devouring night. My name is Nicholas. This story happened to me in September of the year one thousand nine hundred and eighty- two. At that time I had twenty years. That' s why, along with my girlfriend Erica, as well as Juliana and Edgar, a couple of friends, we went on a weekend of hikers. We chose a place very close to a well-

42:20 known wooded area, where they rented cabins. This in Mexico. We run our own tents to spend three days and two nights in nature. It wasn ' t the first time we did it. Friday morning. Another couple who at the last moment could not accompany us, approached us as much as he could in his truck to our destination would be around ten in the morning. Loading our backpacks. We entered the forest along a very marked path that we had taken on previous occasions. After walking for three hours, we liked a place. I was at the foot of a small hill. That' s where we stopped as soon as I started the afternoon breathing the fresh air.

43:02 We set up our camp already with the armed houses. We walked around for a while to make sure there weren' t any animals. We left marks on the trees so we wouldn' t get lost. We always did it this way for our safety between laughs. The afternoon passed. Before the sun was completely hidden, we were back in our camp. When night fell, we lit a small fire. It wasn' t to warm us up, just for coffee. Besides, we knew that it was forbidden to light fire in that area. Also the light served us to chase away the annoying insects.

43:45 After a few hours of talk, we were about to go to sleep. Edgar asked us to wait. He started asking us if we already knew what had happened near there where we were camping. He was very much given to tellerist of all kinds, but especially of fear. That' s why we' re following the game. It was all part of the adventure and fun of the moment we settled back for more than an hour. He told us about strange disappearances of people, all very close to that area of the forest, where we were at the time, some of them leaving no trace. Others found their belongings, but it was all Both relatives and authorities searched for them for weeks without finding them. This meant that not only were they mysteriously lost, they had disappeared from the face of the earth. He assured us that he knew of a whole family that had disappeared. They were searched with dog trackers for days. Almost all family members were found. They were buried in the same way as any dog on the ground their bones. When they were checked, they were all bitten and scratched. Two situations as terrible as this had happened for years. What edgar wanted to tell us had happened just a few weeks ago something in the forest had killed a camper and his two dogs because of the way they were found. His devourer was a rather

45:19 large and strong animal, able to crush the bones of an adult without any problems. My friend told the story in a way that gave him chills. When he finished talking, it was time to go to sleep. It was past 12 o' clock at night. We agreed to get up early and went into the tents that weren' t so far removed from each other. Before she slept, talking to ERICAA, I noticed that she was still very nervous. I reminded him that Edgar was very fanciful. I asked him not to take his stories as a hundred percent true and try to rest for now by the drudgery hand. I woke up with a feeling of oppression that made me uncomfortable. The constant sound of insects came and went. They did it in a strange way, as if a major predator walked around us. I lowered the close of the campaign house a little to see what kind of animal surrounded me outside for a few minutes. I tried to see something in the darkness of the forest. Like I didn' t see anything. I thought I didn' t have a case of letting myself out, and I went to bed again. It wasn' t long ago when some noises put me on alert again, they looked like footprints of an adult person or a large animal. I woke up startled and woke my girlfriend to realize what was going on. We both heard clearly what was walking outside was a creature that made

46:53 a different sound than any other. He shrieked like a buffalo and grunted like a wolf. I was doing it in such a terrible way that we were probably pale. We were awake for a long time, afraid that what was snooping outside would get too close, but, fortunately, none of that happened. My girlfriend also had that weird feeling like we were all in danger. We held hands looking at each other in silence, we said a lot of things to each other. So we stayed for a long time until we fell asleep the next morning, that we met with our friends. We talked about what was heard by the couple who were with us. They also showed up listening to strange footsteps and noises. According to them we had to be very careful, because what was around us could be a hungry bear. We soon forgot about that. The activities of the day passed normally. After eating something, we did a tour of about two hours. We' re getting tired back to the country houses. After noon, already on Saturday night, being around a campfire, my friend Edgar insisted on finishing the story he had started the night before. We all agreed to hear it. He began by saying that some of the bodies of the victims, those recovered, were found at the top of the trees. In those cases it was thought that he might

48:27 be a cat or a big snake. Only not one or the other thing could be checked, but if so, the burrow of any of those animals would be a few meters away from us. Listening to that was to make anyone nervous, especially my girlfriend and my friend Juliana. Then they began to constantly turn around, perhaps imagining horrible things. Edgar kept talking. In the case of the camper and his two recently found dogs, the forest managers reported dog tracks, but of great proportions. Apparently, one or two huge animals dragged the lord and his pets for more than 200 meters to devour them and leave them abandoned. Only a few remains were made among the recurrent hikers to that sector of the forest. The reports were sightings of animals quite large, standing on two legs that at night fiercely hunted everything they found. The rangers claimed they were bears, but there were other people who were not heard because their stories were moving away from reality. They were talking about dogs, the size of them, a black human and big snout that took people away in the early morning. They were so horrible that the companions of the victims did nothing to defend them, because the mere sight of them paralyzed them with fear.

50:01 Some did not dare to return to the forest again, claiming that what had taken their family or friends was so terrifying that they could not bear to see it. For the second time, Edgar raised his hand and with his finger pointed up. We turned around to see what he was going to tell us. He looked at us assuring us that the Nahual attacked the campers when the moon was full, as at that time. Then he screamed, scaring us all. My Erica girlfriend asked him to shut up. Edgar said we were precisely where they had found that person' s remains. Better, I asked her to stop because the women were already scared. I can' t deny it. I was also getting nervous about the talk. He looked at us for a few seconds. Then he laughed saying it was all a joke, but he had counted it so true that at least I didn' t believe him. It was still early to go to sleep. That' s why we decided to change the subject. I didn' t expect my girlfriend to stand up and make sure that something black like a big shadow had passed very quickly near us, maybe about 15 meters from where we were. Juliana told her not to make a joke like that. As I thought she was scared, I was going to tell her that she was probably suggested by Edgar

51:34 ' s stories. When I saw it, too, it was the silhouette of a large animal that gave huge strides. On the move. His legs in the distance seemed long and skinny like those of a spider. I can ' t say he climbed the trees, but he did disappear between them. When I realized that it was true whatÉrika was saying, I was filled with chills. I asked them not to move so as not to get the attention of that creature I had seen. Maybe it was a mistake to say it, because the girls were so scared that they were crying out to us that at that moment we left there and made the attempt to run calmly, because we all knew that we shouldn' t do that because of how dangerous it was to walk Dark through the forest we risked losing edgar. I was trying by all means to convince us that everything was a story, but I was sure what I had seen was an unknown animal. Not even in my worst nightmares have I ever seen anything like this. I knew we were in real danger. I had already lowered the temperature and the fog appeared. We argued with the women so we wouldn' t move, trying to convince them how that would lead to unwiseness. Still, at their insistence, we had to pick up the tents in a hurry to go somewhere else. In three we all soon picked up the camp. We had only two flashlights with which

53:05 we poorly used the way to get more into the mysterious forest. I never thought we' d find ourselves in a situation like that, walking scared at midnight, probably lost, thinking a creature or an unknown and dangerous animal could attack us, eat us or disappear. Forever we walk in haste along the paths without having any sense of time. The mist became so thick that we could barely see about two meters away looking for a safe place we were going unconsciously more and more into that unknown area, in a small clearing that we found far away from where we had our previous camp. We stopped in that area of the forest, the trees were higher and the atmosphere felt colder.

53:57 After mors stores again we agreed to enter and no longer leave until dawn. Edgar' s been looking for some sticks to have something to defend us with. Maybe because of how nervous we were, we thought about it better and decided to take refuge all in one campaign house. Everything was very quiet, too much to be normal. I had heard that when that happened it was because the animals knew that a predator was on the loose and kept quiet we were still not finished getting in. When loud roars were heard. As we turned to the trees, the environment felt heavier and a strange cold enveloped us.

54:42 I was too nervous thinking about my girlfriend' s safety. One thing that terrified me was to discover that that creature that was walking through the woods was an entity out of hell. We got in pretty fast I was just going to close the store. We realized that edgar was missing. I looked out into the woods, but his girlfriend wasn' t there. He started to get upset. I didn' t dare yell at him, feeling that what we heard wasn' t just an animal and I could alert him without knowing what to do. I went into the store and closed. The only thing I could think of was telling them to wait and see if I could make it. Juliana disagreed. He told us he' d go out and find Edgar until he found him. We were discussing that when we suddenly started to hear footprints don' t sound like they' re human or like common forest animals. They were heavy and came from all directions. I was terrified that we were surrounded by a herd of what those sinister animals were. If they decided to attack us, there was no way we could stop them.

55:52 For the same reason, I was trying to stop Juliana so she wouldn' t leave suddenly We heard our friend Edgar scream. He did it in a desperate and terrifying way. At once we went out to help him without thinking of danger. It was then that, among the immense trees and through the fog I began to see sinister figures They were tall, much taller than a normal man, and their forms changed constantly. His black fur was confused with the darkness of the forest. One of those figures approached me only a little bit, but enough for the light of my flashlight to illuminate part of it.

56:36 What I saw iced me. Blood was not a human face or completely animal. I had big, bright eyes that seemed to see me, not just me, but through me. His fur was long and he seemed to move as if something under him was twisting. His teeth were long and pointed, protruding from between lips that did not seem to have life. The creature looked at me curiously. Then he aired a strange sound, some sort of grunt that resonated in the cold air and made us shudder. At that moment it seemed like he was smelling us as if he had recognized in us the deepest fear that each one carried. Suddenly I reacted without thinking I yelled at the girls who ran. We started to do it pointless, trying not to hit each other with trunks or lose sight of each other, but because of the fog so thick it was impossible to move forward without hitting us or scratching us about a hundred meters away. In the middle of darkness and fog, we suddenly found Edgar. He was recharged in a suffocating and very frightened tree.

57:52 He couldn' t even talk to tell us what happened. His eyes were so open that they were scary. Juliana hugged him crying, but Edgar didn' t react. Like the seconds went by in a desperate way. Grabbed all hands, we ran till we got tired. Not only did we get lost in the woods listening to the girls crying. Looking at Edgar' s face, I thought we' d have a tragic ending. We walk by the hour without getting anywhere, always afraid to be found by those sinister creatures. Every now and then we heard some sounds, but we didn' t look at anyone. If those beings did not follow, they would do so in perfect silence or above the trees. It' s never known how to explain it. We couldn' t see them, but we felt they were there somewhere in the thick forest. I still don' t understand where we get the strength to walk all night, because I don' t remember running out of energy to stop. On the contrary, the hope that we would leave alive from there impelled me to continue. We thanked God. When it began to dawn, the tranquility returned to us and until then we were able to talk a little bit about what happened. The girls had been with me, so we had experienced something similar. All that was missing was Edgar

59:25 ' s version of why he had walked away from us without saying anything like it was one of his many stories. He started by saying that he didn ' t care if we believed him or didn' t take a deep breath. Then he told us he was standing right behind us. Before entering the campaign house. He felt someone pulled him to the ground. It was so surprising that he didn' t react at the moment. He didn' t have time to see who attacked him, because they grabbed him from one of his feet and started dragging him through the woods. Edgar stopped talking for a moment His voice was almost shaking just listening to him. There was no doubt.

1:00:05 I knew he was telling the truth. Visibly frightened, he narrated to us the terror he felt when he discovered who was taking him. As he told us, he was a huge beast that confused with the night as if at times he became invisible. The few times he could see it he was frightened because apparently, that animal was a dog walking on two legs. He dragged him as he grunted, when he was aware of what was happening to him and what could happen to him, he shouted with all his might. He did not know why that creature released him, but as he felt free, he ran dismayed to hide among the trees. Helped also by the dense fog recharged in a large trunk, he listened as that animal sought him sniffing out the environment, assuring that it was not just one had, at least another. That' s when we walked in we still walked for long hours until we got back to the camp we found everything shattered, confirming that what we had seen was not the product of our imagination. There was no time to investigate. Besides, it would do us no good to pick up what was left of our things. We grabbed a few bottles of water and walked back on track looking for the way out for nothing was easy. We went through different paths praying that it would not catch us the night again began to dark on Sunday. When we found the road, we walked disoriented until someone

1:01:38 helped us back home. I told them my experience, but apparently, it ' s so amazing that no one believed me at all, not just in my house. None of my friends took it as true. It' s easier for them to say that maybe it was just animals from the forest, maybe bears, or our imagination played us a bad run, fed by the stories Edgar made up a different animal. It happened to me when I was still a minor. If only I was eleven years old. At that time I was about to leave elementary school. Arthur called me at that age.

1:02:25 I loved riding a bike on the banks of the hills. I was allowed to do it alone near home. He was always looking for challenges, new paths, hard to walk. According to me, to test myself every day I went a little further. That' s what led me to venture into the mountain range, which was very close to the city where I lived. Without my parents' permission. I decided to take an unknown course, trying to look at maybe other things and break the routine. I remember that day was still early when I rode my mountain bike. Sometimes I would walk with my friends, but that day I had to leave alone because they were afraid to disobey their parents. After pedaling for almost two hours, I got to where I had never gone before. Still, I decided it wasn' t enough, because what I found wasn' t what I expected. That day was very clear. Surely the sun would warm up after ten o' clock in the morning. I thought it was ideal to go a little further with the walk through the hills. I had in mind an hour longer tour that would make me pass through a rather thick wooded area and also where the terrain was pure rock. As I was moving forward, the road was getting braver.

1:03:50 Only the birds and the creaking leaves under the wheels of my bike were heard. For the first time I was glad that no one accompanied me on that long walk. First I walked a path along the banks of the forest. That' s where I breathed the fresh air. I heard all kinds of birds, as well as other animals without losing sight of the road. I was going to pass that stretch, but at one point I had the rare feeling that someone was watching me in the distance. From inside the forest. I' ve never felt a look like that before. I felt her so strong that I turned around hoping to see a person, but I missed seeing no one. I slowed down the bike to see more carefully. For a few minutes I looked through the trees without finding anything. I went my way, but I kept feeling that. I didn' t look at anyone.

1:04:44 I got nervous. After a good time of pedaling, I arrived at the rocky area. The road became much more difficult even apart from the hot environment. It started to take my energies away, but I didn' t stop pedaling faster until I hurried to run out. When the sun was already high. I knew I' d gone too far in time. It was probably around noon. I stopped to recover a little. I looked at the horizon and I don' t know why I was a little scared to be there alone, away from everything and everyone, quite far from people I looked for both sides. But you didn' t even look at the last houses in the city. Like I' ve never been filled with pessimism. I thought something bad could happen to me in the desolate saw and no one would know, because I was walking around without my parents' permission. Through those places and I started pedaling slowly back. Like now, the road was down.

1:05:46 The bike itself grabbed more speed. Maybe because of my nervousness, I didn' t take a good look. Suddenly the front rim hit a rock. The rear tire rose so high that I flew, and then fell in front of the bike in a clever way. In doing so, I scraped my arms and hit my head. Within a few seconds I got up I was stunned, I heard a buzz inside my ears, but it was fine when I checked the bike. For my bad luck, the front ring had been plugged in with the blow and all the air had come out of the tire. So I couldn' t stay in it. At the time it was impossible to fix it. All I could do was hit the wheel with a stone. When I managed to turn the tire without difficulty, I took the handlebars and started walking down that hard path. After the minutes, I knew it would take me a long time to get back, but I wasn ' t leaving my bike. I walked a little disoriented. After a few more minutes, my beatings started to hurt. The scrapes I had in my arms burned me. I began to overwhelm one leg and feel tired. I overcame all that. I kept pushing the bike I was starting. Despite.

1:07:11 I didn' t expect that as I walked I heard a voice that looked like a very old person. He screamed in despair for help. Then everything remained silent. I left the rocks behind and after a long walk, I reached the wooded area. I decided to stop for a while to rest, because, apart from feeling sore, I was also a little dizzy. Besides, I had a long way to go home. It was a place where the forest opened. As I looked at all that shadow, I walked toward the trees without letting go of my bicycle as I approached. I realized that whole part of the forest was very quiet. Not all those birds were heard as when it had passed earlier. It seemed to me that someone had frightened them all and the trees were alone. I' d have a few feet to get to the shade. That' s when I saw something in the distance. There was a different animal that moved very strangely. I' ve never seen anything like it. It didn' t look like an animal that ' s usually in the woods. He had the size and shape of a huge cat, but he moved like a human. I looked at it well to define what it was, but I couldn' t find a precise way.

1:08:31 He seemed to change his appearance, because sometimes he looked more like a dog than anything else. Meanwhile, the strange animal walked among the trees, literally on two legs, without any difficulty. Picked something up from the floor. Then he took it to his mouth when he looked at it. To do that gave me some sort of cramp all over my body, not knowing what, to think I took out an instant camera that I had borrowed from my dad thinking about getting a little closer to take a picture. With every step he took, the animal made those strange moves. Apparently, she was shaking all over her body even without seeing the figure. He seemed to realize that I was getting closer and he was going a little further. At first I thought he might be a hunter, someone lost and even someone in disguise.

1:09:25 The strange figure stopped and for a moment, I came to see its dimensions, it seemed like two meters. Maybe a little more, I tried to take a picture of her, but by focusing on her, she was gone. The safest thing was that he would have climbed a tree. I looked insistently for him, but I couldn' t see him anymore. Inadvertently. I went a few more meters to where I was. I could hear that I was breathing very hard At the moment I realized my recklessness, I was going back, knowing that it might be very dangerous to stay there longer. He suddenly showed up again. Apparently he had fallen from somewhere standing on his four legs. He didn' t look that big. It was a long way from where I first saw her. It appeared to have moved quickly through the branches of the trees. That animal or whatever it was got up on two legs and started giving big strides. I hid in some weeds.

1:10:27 When that strange creature walked towards me, I threw myself on the ground. After a few seconds I could see him about eight meters away and he stopped and looked for me. So it was until he turned around, and when he was a little closer to me I could see that I didn' t have a long tail. The front legs were bigger than the back legs. He had tall ears and his snout always kept him open. I couldn' t believe there was such a terrible thing as that. My heart was beating a thousand an hour I was afraid of some curiosity. I kept lying there without moving. That figure had vanished, as if the forest itself had swallowed it for nothing. I trusted myself from where I was looking because I could be hiding between the branches or behind so much trunk for a few meters.

1:11:24 I crawled slowly stretching my bike when there was no more weed. I got up as slow as I could when I heard some sort of grunt. In the distance I knew it was time to get away from there I turned around and decided to go back where I had come from. I took the trail that would take me home. I walked slowly trying not to make noise, constantly turning towards the trees because every noise in the forest made me nervous. I wasn' t even halfway to the wooded area yet. When I saw that, in the distance something was standing in the middle of the road, it looked like the same strange animal that wanted to obstruct my passage. I stopped to see him well, it was a black lump looking precisely where I was. It was not necessary to verify that what he saw was true.

1:12:16 I instinctively felt that the bike was getting in my way to get me safe. I dropped it, and I started to go back and see that figure. When I turned around, I didn' t know what to do if I ran down the trail or went into the woods to hide. That' s how I got frozen for a few seconds. Without further thought, I ran down the road. I felt like I was going at high speed. I wasn' t making any progress. Everything seemed to me to be going on in slow motion. I didn' t dare turn around to see if that animal had stayed or come after me. I ran as far as I could what the forces gave me. When I got to the rocks again I was breathing with difficulty. I turned back that I wasn' t being chased by anyone. Then I thought I had done wrong, because it was so late that I would probably get at night to come back if I walked in the day. I was nervous to walk through the shadows knowing that animal was hidden. That way it would become a horrible experience that I didn' t know if I was going to get over it. Maybe it was half an hour and I still didn' t know what I was going to do.

1:13:30 It took me a long time to decide to walk back. The ideal thing was to do the most removed from the trees so I wouldn' t run into that creature. Again I walked off the path and walked through the mountain I could hardly move forward. I was making a bigger effort. The pain of the blows, the nerves and the fear were torturing me, but I had to walk as fast as I could or I would win the night still not laugh. He' d come a long way. When I heard the man' s voice again, he spoke a lot, but he was shouting. I looked everywhere without finding him in the distance, about 200 meters away.

1:14:13 I looked at the Boscose area. I didn' t even want to turn there, but I had to go with her to find out where I was going and not get lost. Despite living my whole life in that place, I didn' t know how difficult it was to walk through the mountain during the night. I had a terrible fear, but I couldn' t let myself be defeated. I was sure if I stopped it would be worse. As I walked away from the place where I had seen that strange animal, the atmosphere of the mountain became even denser. The course I had chosen to return I had never traveled far away from my home, but at that time it was my only choice. When the whole mountain fell in the night, it seemed the same bush and thicker as if it did not advance or was spinning in the same place, my thoughts revolved around what I had seen.

1:15:09 That' s why every shadow in the bushes seemed suspicious to me. I imagined animals jumping in front of me and hands coming out between the dry branches trying to grab me, but I was trying to ignore all that I had to go on. I was looking for a sign to tell me that everything was in order and going the right way, but that night I couldn ' t even find the moon. I took it because I was already feeling very hurt. It was the only way to walk without jamming or scratching me, but I did it almost blindly. I knew I had been lost because when considerable time passed, I was surrounded by large trees. I wanted to go back and get back to the road I was taking was so dark that it would be impossible for me to do so. I had no notion of time or distance. I wouldn' t gain anything from the fear I had.

1:16:03 I wanted to yell at my parents or friends, but before I did, I felt that look again. I tried to ignore how I felt, but after a few seconds I began to tremble in fear. That' s when, passing through a bunch of logs, I noticed a presence that made me stop dry in front of me. In the middle of the trees and all that darkness, there was a big silhouette. At first it seemed to me that it could be a large fallen trunk or another shadow of the forest that deceived my mind, I made an effort to distinguish well what it was as my eyes got used to the darkness. The shape began to be defined and I saw it moving slightly. He looked like he was breathing. They ran in distress. With the help of my fear, perhaps I began to shape that which was in front of me. The silhouette was shaped like a dog, but much larger than any dog I' d ever seen in my entire life. I didn' t believe what I was seeing. I could see that he was squatting on a thick trunk. His snout was real big.

1:17:15 It was open that even seemed to be smiling in a macabre way. The coat was so black that it was very difficult to see it because of the little light there was and its posture was that of an animal. About to jump out of fear he walked me from head to toe I didn' t have saliva to swallow. I wanted to scream, but the scream stayed in my throat. I wanted to run, but something inside me told me that could cause the creature to attack me. So, with my breath cut short, I stood still watching. I looked at that creature for what seemed like hours, but it was probably just a few seconds. Then I began to slowly retreat behind it, and my parents' warnings came to mind so that I would not go further from where they gave me permission. I always told them nothing happened. Now I was checking that it did happen. I was a teenager, but I understood that my life was in danger. I was taking one step and stopping for a few seconds then I was taking the other. That animal didn' t make any noise or even try to move, but it was so horrible that just seeing it terrified me as if it were part of my imagination. As silently as the silhouette had appeared, it began to fade before my eyes, receding into the thickness of the forest,

1:18:45 until only darkness and silence remained. I turned to the sides, believing it would appear elsewhere, but that was not the case. Trusting my instinct, I went back where I had come to that place. If I was ever going to be strong, I had no doubt that was the time. I walked a long time, already had a terrible thirst when I took everything for granted, I found a way as I was already disoriented. I had the doubt whether to walk to the right or to the left. I went my way with my heart still beating hard. From time to time it was very clear that someone came after me moving the bushes, but turned around without looking at anyone. I walked without the assurance that what was following me was real or not. But that' s true. I had no doubt the fear that that caused me if it was for real. Before dawn, I heard them yelling at me. First I doubted it was true because of the voices I had heard before until I met the silhouettes. In the distance it was my parents and some friends who had found me. It became eternal for me to reach them. I' m not ashamed to say I cried for happiness.

1:20:01 I don' t remember how much they told me the only thing I wanted at the time was to get home. After telling me everything that had happened to me, I was taken to get checked by a doctor because my dad said he was delirious at the heavy blow I hit when I fell off the bike. They did some studies and we went home. I took a pill before I went to bed to sleep, but that' s all. As I closed my eyes, it came to mind. The figure of that grotesque animal was so real that I was scared. I closed it again and it happened again. How many times I tried. That strange animal appeared as if it were waiting for me at the time. I realized it wouldn' t be so easy to get rid of him that day or the next.

1:20:53 I was able to sleep, because I no longer only saw his image when I closed my eyes, I heard him grunting as well. I never went back to that place. Maybe it was out of fear, out of caution or whatever, but I' m sure what I saw wasn' t the product of my imagination. Tale written and adapted by Black Cat