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Brindando Con El Diablo Por Fortuna Hasta El Más Allá - Historias De Terror - Voces De La Noche · Niebla en el bosque con Evelith von

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I was going through hard times at work. I was out of a job
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in town. Even though I graduated a few months ago and had the necessary
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skills. Companies were not looking for a new graduate, they were looking for
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people with work experience. Every day I spent, the little money I had
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was running out. I refused to return to my hometown, but apparently everything
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pointed to my father having to do it. Whenever he visited me, he
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told me that the doors of his house would always be open to me,
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if everything went wrong. I was frustrated to return home if I had achieved
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nothing. However, I knew it wouldn' t be for long, it
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would just be a brief break. I decided to go back to the place
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where I grew up that town where my family was nicknamed, that town where
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I learned the meaning of work. Last night at the apartment, while I
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was packing my bags and packing my frustrated dreams, I got a call from
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an unknown number. I didn' t usually answer that kind of phone call.
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The cell phone stopped ringing and five minutes later they called me back.
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It was the same number, but this time I checked the number I quickly
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acknowledged the call came from my hometown. I answered thinking he' d be
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my father. He wasn' t used to using cell phones normally. He
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borrowed cell phones so he could call me, because he was never a technology
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fan. He was responding to the call. He wasn' t my father,
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he was his lifelong friend Rubencio spoke to me to give me a heartbreaking
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news. My father had disappeared and left no trace. Rubencio asked if I
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was well and if he was not with me, because all his friends did
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not know of his whereabouts. My legs were losing strength to read the account
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of Rubencio. One night, my father stayed in the canteen he had for
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years until late. Prudentius was the last person to see him, since the
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next day no one found him, but his canteen had remained open. On
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the bar. There was only one bank downstairs, since everyone else was on
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the bar. Also a glass served from the oldest bottle my father had.
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He said he' d keep it until the perfect time came to take it
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or even before his death. It was at that moment that I thought the
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worst. The most tragic and heartbreaking scenarios came to my mind, from the
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time my father had resumed his addiction to alcohol until he had taken his life
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because of the loneliness that passed. Rubencio asked again if he had had no
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contact with my father. I found strength to deny the question and hang up
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the phone. I called the bus station. I asked what time the next
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truck would leave. To the village ppuno. I was told that the last
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one had left half an hour ago, there would be no more runs until
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tomorrow morning, at 4 a m, I took my place quickly packed all
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my things. If a few hours ago I resigned myself to return now with
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what Rubéncio had told me, I was urged to return to the village,
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but I knew I had to wait for the truck. He had no other
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means of transport. The town was about four hours away from the city.
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I tried to calm down and I finished keeping all my stuff. I put
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them at the door and went to sleep. I couldn' t get out
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of my head where my father might be, where he would have gotten into
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what had happened to him, or if someone had done something wrong to him.
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All those thoughts didn' t just invade my mind, they got into
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my dreams. In the morning, in my dream I came to the village
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and walked towards my father' s canteen. Upon arrival I could see that
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the fire consumed her from the outside quickly ran inwards to look for my father.
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When I went inside, everything was quiet and dark. There was absolutely
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no one and on the bar I could see my father happy and smiling talking
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to a man who couldn' t quite distinguish his figure, but who noticed
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that he was with his head down. I stood there watching the scene.
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My father took out his oldest bottle and two glasses in both served the drink.
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They took them, raised their glasses and toasted for eternity. They said
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while they were drinking the liquor my father had served. At the end,
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my father saw me happy for my presence and raised my arms in order to
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receive me with a hug. I reacted the same way. I was running
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towards him, but before I came to him, the strange figure, threw
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himself at me by shouting a very deep cry. I woke up agitated and
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with my heart beating like in a marathon. As he tried to open his
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eyes, he would see urs as the curtains moved and a disturbing voice dropped
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a few words that were lost in the atmosphere and said You were late.
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I looked around. There was no one. The alarm clock rang, as
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it was almost four o' clock. I had to hurry to get the
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truck. I grabbed all my stuff, locked the door and headed to the
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station. Inside the truck. I noticed that we weren' t many passengers,
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at most there were eight people and I assumed it was about the hour.
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The truck was on the road. I was looking out the window.
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The complete darkness was outside and nothing could be seen. I started thinking about
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my father, but in his whole life with me he had those memories that
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were reflected in the window of the truck. My father had been one of
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the best parents in the world, despite losing his wife and my mother.
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When I was just a baby he gave me a life of dignity, full
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of love and affection. When that happened, he left the drink to be
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the father and mother he deserved. He invested all his savings in his canteen.
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He was sure that if he worked hard the canteen would be a success,
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and so it was. The whole town attended the canteen every night.
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He had the advantage of being friends with all of them, he treated all
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his clients with great kindness. He gave them excellent service, which made them
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come back every night. My father never had a problem with anyone. They
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recognized him for his work and love for his son. That' s when
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I started to think who might have hurt him. He didn' t have
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any enemies or people who had a grudge against him In the same way,
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he tried to give me hope. My father was strong and knew how to
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get out of any trouble and this time would be no exception. I stopped
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thinking about all those things and fell asleep again between dreams. I could hear
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whispers from the other passengers. Apparently they had recognized who I was and realized
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how I got lost in my thoughts and memories I could hear how I mentioned
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my name, that of my father and his canteen. I couldn' t
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sleep again The dream was gone. I looked back at the road. It
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was starting at dawn. On the other side you could see the sun rise.
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I remembered how every morning, when my father took me to school,
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he would stop for a moment with me so that we would both see the
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sun rise on the horizon as he hugged me by the shoulder. That moment
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in the truck was so touching for me that I couldn' t help but
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shed a few tears. I closed my eyes and recharged myself in my seat
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and when I was about to fall, the dream could feel a very heavy
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and cold hand on my shoulder and a whisper in my ear said don'
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t come. I opened my eyes, but there was nothing and no one.
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I was distressed by what was to happen when I arrived in the village.
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I finally arrived, went for all my luggage, took a cab and
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asked the driver if he knew anything about the canteen. The driver replied that
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the owner had mysteriously disappeared and that it was said that in the evenings laughs
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were heard inside the place, but no one dared to enter, as the
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lights were out. You could only see a little light, the light of
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a candle. Several people claimed to see the owner of the canteen in there.
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Others said that the old man had been lost outside the village. The
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driver, after telling what was rumored, recognized who he was. He gave
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me words of encouragement and told me that he believed that my father would soon
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return home, because he had to go back and close the canteen. The
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cab just left me out of my house. I came in waiting for my
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father, but I didn' t. I only found the room in the
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dark without letting a single ray of light through the dusty furniture. His room
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was all messed up. Dirty laundry on, the old TV on. The
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whole house was a mess, the whole house except the one that used to
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be my room. Everything was in order there. It was something that gave
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me a lot of feeling, because I found my room just like I left
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when I left. I started looking for clues that might give me some explanation
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of where my father was in his room. I found papers piled up.
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I checked one by one they were all useless, but there were a few
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that caught my attention. Receipts of payments, debts to be paid, suppliers
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of bottles that demanded their payment. There was even an arrest warrant for the
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canteen. I was surprised I hadn' t heard all that. I kept
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looking and found a notebook where my father wrote his day to day. In
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it came the explanation of all receipts and debts. Some men had entered the
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house at night, took all the money and valuables. Just as the thieves
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were leaving home, my father was coming. He surprised the thieves and tried
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to avoid the robbery, but it was useless. The thieves beat him in
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a very violent way, leaving him lying inside the house. With nothing reading
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that, the tears came out of my eyes. As I envisioned such a
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scene, I tightened my eyes so as not to break in tears I turned
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the blade. There he narrated how the sales of the business went down and
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the suppliers wanted payment for all the bottles he had ordered. My father didn
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' t know what to do with so much trouble on top of him.
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I ended up not wanting me to find out about the situation, because I
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didn' t want me to worry. I closed the notebook. I went
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to the canteen. It was completely empty. In the days she had been
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left alone, people who loved others had gone into emptying the whole place.
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They took everything except the bottle plus, the old one, the one next
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to it had a glass served. It became very strange to me that such
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a valuable bottle had been left behind I took the bottle to keep it and
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at the time of taking it, I felt a great heat in my hand
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around. I looked at some shadows, went all over the place and screams
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broke loose. I dropped the bottle and everything calmed down. At that moment
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I began to think that my father had gotten involved, that he had done
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something supernatural. He was responsible for my father' s disappearance. I looked
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all over the canteen for answers to my questions. I went into the cellar
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where my father kept all the important accounts. There I found a leaf that
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had an old map that took you to the outskirts of town and just had
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a very marked point. I didn' t have a name or something just
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marked, so I decided to go to that point. Suddenly I heard footsteps
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in the canteen and someone say my name on several occasions with some fear.
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I went out to find out who it was. It was Rubencio. When
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she saw me, she gave me a warm hug and started crying. He
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missed his friend, with whom he had shared many adventures. I asked if
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I hadn' t told him anything about his debts and I also showed him
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the map I had found, thinking maybe he would have some answers that could
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help me. Rubencio confessed that he had noticed my father strange the last few
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days before his disappearance, but he only said that his problems would soon end,
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but he never told him how he would solve the problems. I asked
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about the map. Juvencio became thoughtful, trying to make sense of it all
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recalled an old legend of the village, which told that, a long time
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ago a man, who used to be a beggar on a night that fell
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a great storm, seeking refuge, found a cave to spend the night.
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A light lit the way to the bottom of the cave. Inside that cave
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was a fire and, likewise, there was a man sitting by the fire.
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The beggar, trembling cold and all soaked, asked the man if he
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could sit down. The man exceeded and became friends. The man noticed the
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poverty of the beggar and offered him a fortune to come out of his poverty.
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The acceptable beggar shook his hand and when he did, the beggar felt
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the man' s hand quite hot. He let her go for the pain
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and the man just said the deal is done will be rich for a while,
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but when I decide, I' ll come for you. Legend continues
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with the beggar waking up in the cave, with bags of money, becoming
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the richest man in the village. But after a few months the millionaire disappeared.
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They never found him until the authorities searched the cave and there they found
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the body of the beggar. Rubencio finished telling me the story. I could
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not fail to think that my father, because of the despair of so many
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problems, had done something similar. I asked Rubéncio if the same location that
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appeared on the map was the route to that mysterious cave. Rubencio, a
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little insecure, said yes, but he also warned me about what I might
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find there. No one in history had ever had the courage to enter that
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cave. However, I needed to find my father, alive or dead,
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but I needed to find him. I made the decision to go to that
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cave. Rubencio asked me to be too careful and that whatever happened he would
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try to warn me. Rubencio left the canteen before I went to look for
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that cave, I approached the bar, sat down and saw the bottle.
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The courage went through my veins desperate, I took a stick and broke the
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bottle. When it broke, all the liquid spilled and in a few seconds
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the liquid was transformed into fire. The flames were scattered in the air.
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The last one was the flame that came out or took the shape of a
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face, a face with a macabre smile. That smile was pervaded in my
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mind with fear. I got out of the canteen the night fell I knew
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what I had to do to get to that cave. I was pretty sure
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my father was there. I walked and ran. I ran with all the
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energy in the world. I saw the cave in the distance a tiny mountain
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that every time I went forward became bigger, turned back. Despite being far
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away, the village was still visible and could locate more or less where my
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father' s canteen was. I continued my way, I came to the
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cave and, just as in legend, there was a glow inside the cave.
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With every step I took I could hear a lament and cries of help.
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I recognized the voice that belonged to my father. Slow steps became a
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race. I arrived and found a shocking scene. He was my father sitting
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in the center next to a fire staring at the fire and was so focused
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on him that he didn' t notice my presence. I stood in front
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of him and that' s when he realized that I had come to his
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rescue. I was relieved to see that I was still alive, but I
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was also afraid of how I had gotten there, what had happened to him
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during these last days. He looked at me and just made a little smile.
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I picked him up I could see on his face the blows of the
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last robbery. My father told me everything is going to end, because he
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gave me a lot of money. Those words sank my heart. My father
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had made a deal with the devil himself. I knew this would end in
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a very ugly way and I asked him why he had done it and he
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never spoke. He asked me not to worry, because everything would be fine.
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He hugged me. When he did that, something shook the cave.
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The rocks began to fall the fire for some strange reason it went out and
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with every rock that fell a shout of rectono rumbaba on the earth. I
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told my father to get out of the cave. He said he could not,
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for he should wait for the man to return. For him. My
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father had lost his mind. Something had changed in him. The cave was
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moving harder and harder. I wasn' t going to leave him there abandoned
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in the distance. At the entrance of the cave I saw the town for
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some reason. The hearing cleared up. I could see the canteen and just
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like in my dream, I was on fire and I told my father screaming
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the canteen is burning. I went back to see my father, but he
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wasn' t in there anymore. I ran for my life to get out
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of the cave and left just in time before the cave completely collapsed. The
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dust was rising and the strong air was taking it back. The macabre face
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became present. I was motionless when I saw him, but I quickly reacted
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in the rubble. I looked for my father, but I couldn' t
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find him. I spent most of the night doing it until I gave up.
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I' d lost my father and I hadn' t noticed. I
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went back to town. The sun was about to dawn on the horizon and
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with tears I remembered his last words. I finally arrived in the village tired
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and disappointed. Walk to the house. I walked in on her. Upon
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arrival I found a lot of bags with money inside I took the money,
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because I knew where all that money came from. With all the rage in
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the world, I set him on fire. I didn' t want wealth.
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I loved my father. They knocked on the door. It was rubencio.
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He told me that the night before the canteen had been consumed by fire.
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He said the authorities were going to demolish the place. I didn'
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t care what happened to that canteen anymore, but I went for the last
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time to remember the motive and the creator of that place. When I got
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there I saw what I imagined. The ash canteen, which one day brought
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joy to all customers. It was simple today. I heard a few laughs
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inside. I found it very strange. I thought thieves had entered again,
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but not My dream was reflected there because it was my father with that man
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toasting with his bottle that once said he would drink it until the day of
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his death. Both toasting to eternity. Anonymous account