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quickly entered the house. I took the flashlight from my bedroom window focused to where his eyes had seen
. Just before lighting, the plants are shaken, as if something has run out of there.

Dam of fear, I returned to my bed. There would be no way to sleep after that experience. Again and again I went through my mind the image of eyes staring in the mirror. What was that?

never bring myself to discuss it with anyone, could be labeled as crazy or have invented. He tried to convince me that was just a dream, but it all felt so real.

A couple of days later, it was late at night. There were no clouds and the moon shone in a sky fading poor stars. Nor was windy, but a draft occasional swaying trees.

Sitting in one of several chairs in the paguy behind the house, enjoyed tereré, the country's traditional beverage, chilled water, barley grass males, while message with friends from my mobile phone.

was when I expected the answer to one of the messages sent to me barley prepared to serve again, I heard the foliage of the mango tree behind me shaking slightly.

I turned to see what it was as he sipped a bit of barley. Seeing nothing I ignored theXC Night. said Luison people that was around people who do not queríay that abduct them a chance to butcher living in a place far removed.

Give them a slow death, and devour their souls at the end. Hell was better fate.

But I do not understand. This creature had already had two chances to take. If it is proposed, would not make any kind of noise and I'd be on my way to perdition, but on both occasions only limit & oacute; to watch me.

not whistled, as he did before in some of their work. I was just there, watching. What was it that wanted to be cursed?

The next day I went into a sea of books in the library of the city. Needed to know more about that unless I walked hovering. I knew the details of popular mythology not transmitted orally, there were things that only would be in lI books.

an afternoon sorting through old books of folklore and superstition. Some books differed a lot, others seemed vile plagiarism. In one of the heap found something that was not in the others. He spoke of the curse of the creature.

said that when the life of the beast began to wane, the soul seeking a neutral, neither good nor bad, whom to transfer the weight of the curse to continue the infamous task that is chained, in the past, the birth of the primer of this line of monsters.

At first I could not believe. It was simply impossible. The Luison I wanted to curse. Then I thought it best to kill me. Then it was a fate worse than that of the victims of the monster, and this was to take place.

Looking for some way to stop the demon gets its charge transfer me, I found something that encouraged me a lot. According to the book, escape is not much help, because when the Lord of the Night CHTMLX cute, a house by falling asleep and not going with my parents to the happy meal, no matter how boring it would have been.

Then I hear the voice of the neighbor calling me back from the wall dividing the properties. A jump, I turn to the back door. I would stay with her all night if necessary, the kind woman I do not deny it, after all the times she had errands and clean his yard without asking anything in return.

opened the door, I went to hear the voC

In the distance I saw lights in the backyard of my house away. That night I became part of the story, a story that never gets read. I myself know how it happened, but by this conviction, he wandered the cemetery, walk the streets and howling at the Paraguayan forest beauty of the moon, chased by dogs and devouring the souls of the unwary intended to be for the brave at night.