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Se que no estoy SOLO - 4 Historias de MILITARES Y DEMONIOS - Historias De Terror - Voces De La Noche · Niebla en el bosque con Evelith von

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The day my grandson came to my house to stay for a while, I
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must admit that it was not an idea that excited me too much. Don
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' t misunderstand me. I loved my grandson. However, the idea of
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spending more than a few hours with any child made my head hurt just by
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thinking about it. However, my son was going through a major problem due
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to the unexpected death of his wife. I could understand a little, since
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my wife had died a few years ago. This one needed a time to
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reposition both his ideas and his life in general, and he certainly felt that
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his son had already gone through much to submit to all that, the initial
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plan was only a few days. However, after some complications, his stay
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had been extended for longer. He was a nice young man. He used
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to spend a lot of time alone and he was pretty quiet. With the
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passing of days, it began to open up more with me. He used
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to tell me about his friends, the city and his interests as well.
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Between them. This one seemed to have a certain taste for paranormals and horror
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stories. Those days when he told me all that were the good morning,
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because sometimes the pain for the loss of his mother was seen in his gaze
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and one night of storm this feeling seemed to invade him much more hated to
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see him, so I decided to tell a story to which I knew he
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would like. That story I had saved for myself, but I thought it
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was time for someone to know it. At first, this one did not
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seem very interested in hearing my story, but that interest changed when I told
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him that that story was something that had to do with my time as a
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soldier, which seemed to interest him very much. He also got comfortable in
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the seat. Next to me I watched the cup of tea in my hands.
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After trying to gather my memories and give life to the story I had
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kept hidden for so many years with a sigh, I began to narrate that
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night the military camp lay in a tense silence only interrupted by the raindrops on
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the tents. I, a young and reckless man, had not been dragged
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into the army by choice, but rather by an ultimatum of my father,
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who could not ignore my irreverent and carefree attitude. It did not align precisely
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with the discipline the army demanded. The task of patrolling the surroundings of the
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camp seemed simple, but my young and boring mind quickly got tired of the
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task. I decided to escape the monotony for a moment and enter the nearby
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forest to smoke a cigarette, completely ignoring the consequences. The night was dark,
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but my confidence in my own worth would one day blind me to any
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potential danger. I inhaled the cigarette smoke feeling its burning in my throat as
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I went deeper into the thickness. However, the atmosphere suddenly changed. A
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gust of cold wind swept through my clothes making me shudder despite myself. It
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was as if nature itself was trying to warn me of something I couldn'
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t see. My steps took me deeper into the forest, where the trees
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seemed to grow in impossible sizes and the shadows stretched like long fingers in search
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of prey. The icy wind persisted and a restlessness seized me. That'
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s when I saw a brown fur rabbit peacefully grazing in the weeds. However,
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I was inexplicably disturbed by his presence. His dark eyes seemed to contain
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a secret and his immobility was like a silent warning. I decided to leave
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the rabbit behind and continue, but a strange feeling enveloped me and the forest
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seemed to distort around me, as if time and space had blurred. And
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there again was the rabbit like a recurring shadow that chased me every time I
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thought I left it behind, I was again finding myself with his disquieting look,
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as if mocking my attempt to escape. A feeling of panic seized me
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as my steps became more erratic. The forest seemed to have no end and
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the disturbing presence of the rabbit kept tormenting me. I felt that I was
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trapped in a nightmare unable to awaken my physical and mental exhaustion. Finally it
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led me to stop dry I looked in vain for points of reference in the
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darkness, but everything seemed confusing and disorienting. It was then that I saw
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something that frozen my blood, a female figure, slowly emerging from among the
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trees. His dark hair fell on his shoulders and his eyes shone in the
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dark. I was still mesmerized by his presence. It seemed to radiate a
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strange serenity and I was drawn to it like an insect into the light.
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Almost without realizing it, he stood in front of me and our lips met
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in a kiss that seemed to be torn from a dream. The world around
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me dissolved and only the two of us existed at that moment suspended in time,
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yet the atmosphere changed abruptly. A sulfur smell invaded the air and acute
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pain pierced my lips. I went back with surprise touching my mouth to find
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the blood cover. The woman in front of me. It was no longer
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the vision of beauty I had known. His face had been transformed into a
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nightmare mask, wrinkled and pale skin, lifeless eyes and a sinister smile revealing
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sharp teeth like knives. A chill ran through my back as I remembered that
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terrifying image. My legs finally reacted and ran with all my might running away
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from that abomination. The forest seemed to conspire against me, twisting and changing
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around me as I desperately tried to find my way out. Every corner turned
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to a trap, every shadow a threat. Finally, as if nature itself
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had taken pity on me, I emerged from the forest. My heart was
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pounding in my chest and relief was mixed with confusion. I looked back,
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but I only found the darkness of the forest hiding the secrets that the darkness
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of the forest kept. It seemed to wrap me in a cold embrace and
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every shadow and corner concealed a possible danger. I didn' t walk long
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before I met another soldier, who had been sent to look for me.
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Realizing my prolonged absence, he observed my injured state, lips almost torn and
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eyes glassy from the shock I could not articulate any words. My mind was
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still trapped in the nightmare I had lived through. The soldier looked at me
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with concern and questioned what had happened, but my inability to respond only fueled
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his bewilderment. The other soldier helped me return to the camp there I was
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received by doctors who treated my physical wounds, but the trauma was still trapped
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in the depths of my Mind they looked at the bloody lips with astonishment,
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trying to understand how such damage had happened, but how could I explain the
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inexplicable. My lost gaze spoke for me a window to the horrifying experience I
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had experienced during that night. As I rested in the relative security of the
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camp, a chilling whisper woke me from an uneasy sleep. I was paralyzed,
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unable to move, while those unintelligible murmurs resonated in my ears. They
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were like whispers swept away by the wind, barely audible but impossible to ignore.
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Despite his closeness, he could not understand the words they were saying.
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I felt a chill running around my back like someone was passing their cold fingers
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through my skin. My gaze looked at the darkness of the tent and my
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heart accelerated as I realized a figure emerging from the shadows. She was the
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woman I had met in the woods, but her appearance was flying, changing
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with each blink as if it were a manifestation of my own fear. Her
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dark hair fell on her shoulders and at first her figure seemed to be the
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same as before beautiful seductive, but as she approached her face began to be
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distorted, as if the skin was shed to reveal the monstrosity that was hiding
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under her pointed and wrinkled nose, the lifeless eyes and the sinister smile,
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which revealed sharp teeth. My muscles thought and terror took over me. Once
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again, I felt my heart beating on my chest as she approached me with
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her gaze fixed almost like a mockery, gently caressed, my hair and touch
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was like a burn on my skin. The closeness of his presence was overwhelming
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and I felt as if the air itself became denser around him. I tried
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to move, but I was paralyzed by fear, as if his influence had
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stolen my voice and the ability to move. My mind was a whirlwind of
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confused thoughts, as she leaned closer to her lips, almost touching my ear.
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Incomprehensible whispers filled my mind like icy needles, piercing My consciousness was as
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if I were on the borderline between two worlds, trapped between reality and a
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living nightmare. As he leaned over me, his transformation was complete. That
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initial beauty completely faded away and his face became the embodiment of darkness. Empty
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eyes looked at me with perverse pleasure and their twisted smile filled me with a
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terror I had never met. Finally, my body responded to my will and
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I shouted with all my might. The tent was filled with noise and the
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lights of the camp were lit by dissipating the shadows and the nightmare that had
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trapped me. The woman disappeared as if she had never been there, but
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her influence continued to rumble in my Mind, my fellow soldiers surrounded me asking
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what had happened, but the words could not capture the reality of what I
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had faced. My mind staggered between sanity and horror and I was struggling to
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find my place in the world I once knew I was taken to the doctor
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again and as my body healed, my mind was still trapped in the memories
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of that terrifying night. After that terrifying night in the camp, the days
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passed slowly as all the soldiers prepared to be relocated. The news of the
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relocation made me very happy. Even though he had no encounter as aggressive as
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he was that night with the woman in the forest, the feeling of being
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watched continued. Sometimes I could glimpse a shadow in the edges of my vision,
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and the rabbit kept lurking near the camp. The prospect of leaving that
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place became an escape from all those nightmares. The last night arrived at the
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camp and I felt a mixture of anxiety and anticipation. I didn' t
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want to go back to sleep, I didn' t want her to show
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up again as a farewell. I tried to occupy my mind with anything to
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keep myself awake, but fatigue finally overcame me. Although I was not assigned
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to the Night Guard, I found myself struggling with the dream, wishing to
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avoid the darkness that brought with it those terrors. I finally gave up on
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sleep and fell into a deep and strange sleep, without even imagining the horrible
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nightmare that awaited me between dreams. I could feel the earth beneath my feet
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and the cool wind of the night caressing my face, which made me wake
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up scared, I woke up suddenly my heart beating out of the open and
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sweat soaking my forehead. However, the horror was not over. On the
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contrary, it had just begun. When I opened my eyes, I found
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myself in the middle of the place I had seen so many times in my
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dreams. The damaged cabin stood in front of me with its ominous presence,
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filling the air. The darkness of the forest seemed denser, more palpable,
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and the laments and cries I had heard in my dream resounded in my mind.
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I didn' t have time to question whether everything was real or a
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dream I knew I had to go out. That' s where I turned
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on my heels. Determined to return to my steps and return to camp.
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But before I could take more than a step, a gust of cold wind
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came out of the cabin carrying with it a terrible lament that turned to me
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as an entity of its own. The wind pierced me with a force that
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seemed to want to tear my being apart. My body convulsed and I found
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myself falling sharply to the ground. The rough earth crashed into my skin and
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the pain caused me to shed an agonizing cry. I closed my eyes hard,
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trying to block the pain and terror that seized me. When I finally
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opened my eyes, the pain subsided, but the horror was far from disappearing
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in front of me, emerging from darkness. She was the woman in the
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woods. At first, his appearance was the same as he had seen the
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first time in the forest. She looked at me with her lifeless eyes and
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that macabre smile. My heart was pounding and my mind was flooded with a
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terrifying understanding, this creature, this incarnate evil, was looking for me,
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I felt paralyzed by fear, unable to move or articulate any word. The
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figure of the woman in the forest advanced towards me with deliberate slowness, as
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if I wanted to prolong my torment. His steps resonated in my head like
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drums and the wind seemed to groan in response to his presence. I wanted
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to retreat from that nightmare, but my body refused to obey. He was
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finally standing next to me. His stare with no life fixed on mine.
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His hand stretched out as if he wanted to touch my face and a chill
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ran through my back as I felt the closeness of his touch I closed my
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eyes tightly, hoping it would all be just a nightmare from which I would
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finally wake up. But when I opened my eyes again, she followed the
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wings as real as the forest around us. The evil emanating from it was
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palpable and I felt as if I were trapped in a dark abyss without escape.
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I knew I had to do something, I had to fight, but
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fear kept me immobilized. The woman in the forest bowed forward her lips,
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almost touching my ear and whispered unintelligible words that resounded in my mind as a
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disturbing echo. My heart beat with a painful intensity and terror threatened to overwhelm
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me completely. I was trapped in a living nightmare, a place where reality
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and darkness interwoven unexplainably. The presence of the forest woman had become inexplicable as
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a shadow clinging to every corner of my mind. At that moment, while
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I was paralyzed by fear, I felt a wave of despair and courage,
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I could not allow this creature to dominate me again with a heartbreaking cry,
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I gathered all the forces I had and impelled myself forward, pushing the woman
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with all my might. His empty eyes opened with surprise. As I retreated
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and took advantage of that moment of surprise to turn on my heels and run
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back to camp. Every step resonated in my head. Every heartbeat seemed to
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accompany my escape. The earth beneath my feet seemed to move as if the
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forest itself were conspiring to prevent my escape, but my determination moved me forward.
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I finally arrived at the camp without breath and with my heart pounding.
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I looked around and realized that no one had noticed my absence. The darkness
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of the night I seemed to have hidden my escape and my meeting with the
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woman of the forest I didn' t say anything to anyone. I couldn
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' t find the words to describe what I had faced. As the first
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light of the morning lit up the camp, I prepared to go along with
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the other soldiers. I felt immense relief leaving that place behind and no desire
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to escape that nightmare was beyond any other emotion. Despite the curious looks of
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my companions, no one seemed to have noticed my absence. During the night,
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I settled in one of the vehicles ready to take the trip and the
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camp began to fade away as we moved away. However, as the camp
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faded in the distance, something within me shivered. An uncomfortable feeling took hold
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of me and a strange certainty invaded me That woman in the forest was not
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finished with me. I looked out the window of the veil and seemed to
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see her standing on the side of the road, saying goodbye with a gesture
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of her hand and a mocking smile. The chill that ran through my back
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was indescribable. How could that be possible? How I could continue to pursue
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myself even now, as I left that place behind, I felt a knot
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in my stomach, as the vehicle kept advancing, moving away from the nightmare
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that had been my temporary home. The image of the woman faded away,
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but her presence seemed tattooed on my indelible mind. After that experience, I
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would have liked to say that the forest woman never appeared again in my life.
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However, the reality is that his shadow adhered to me in a way
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that I could never have anticipated. Every night I whispered in my dreams.
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His empty eyes watched me from the darkness in every dark corner. He felt
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his presence as if he were waiting to claim me once again, even on
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rainy nights, when the world seemed to be wrapped in mystery, he could
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feel his presence lurking in every corner. I woke up soaked in sweat my
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heart, beating hard as I struggled to escape its claws in my nightmares.
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The woman in the forest had become an indissoluble part of my life, a
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curse I could never break. My name is Marcos It' s been so
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long since I thought of my years of service. That was my dream since
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I was just an infant. My father was the bravest military man I'
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ve ever met. He was the one who taught me that dream. I
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remember with longing like every year without exception, I used to dress up as
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a military Halloween. However, when I was only sixteen years old. My
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father died leaving a hole in my heart. Just like my mother' s.
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My goal was to follow in his footsteps, leave my own mark on
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history and honor his legacy. So no one was surprised that on the day
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of my majority, with determination in my eyes and the weight of expectations on
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my shoulders, I presented myself to the barracks and enlisted my adaptation to rigorous
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military training. It was quick and amazing my skill in maneuvers, my accurate
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aim and my strategic cunning. Thanks to the teachings my father gave me before
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I died, I gained the respect of my superiors and the admiration of my
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companions. Soon I found myself in constant ascent through the ranks, as if
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carrying the vocation of a warrior in the blood. One night while I was
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on guard at a remote post, the tranquility of the environment led me to
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a deep sleep. The monotonous duty and quietness of the place had intoxicated my
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senses. That led me to an inadvertent lethargy. However, I woke up
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abruptly, wrapped in an unexplained oppression that seemed to emanate from the same air
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that was suddenly breathing in the distance, I could see the silhouette of a
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creature running before disappearing into the weeds. I was nowhere to go to investigate
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when my relief came so that I would go to rest, so, thinking
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that it could be a simple wild dog, I let it pass. I
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remember coming to my tent and lying down on my cot, I fell asleep
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almost instantly however, it wasn' t long before I woke up. Suddenly
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my muscles were thought and my senses sharpened. As I alerted myself to the
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darkness of the night, I was surrounded only by the faint moonlight that leaked
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through the slits of the tent. The feeling of being observed invaded me and
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a cold humidity seized my skin, reaching my knife. I prepared myself for
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any threat that might appear. Then in the shadow a figure took shape.
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A bent and twisted shadow, barely delineated by the moon' s rays,
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materialized in the corner of my shop. My heart accelerated and a primitive and
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unknown fear seized me my flashlight lay out of my reach, leaving me alone
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with darkness and terror. The creature, or whatever it was, remained in
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saddles emitting a malevolent energy that seemed to vibrate in the air. His presence
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had an aura of death and despair and his mere existence seemed to twist reality
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around him. My mind was struggling to understand what I saw. Time became
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a blurry distortion. As I watched the creature, the cold sweat dripped down
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my forehead and my pulse resounded in my ears. Finally, with a howl
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that looked out of the same abyss, the creature vanished into darkness, leaving
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me alone and trembling in my tent. The following nights became an endless nightmare.
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The creature, the demon I had found in the darkness came and left
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me with a sense of helplessness and a fear that penetrated into the depths of
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my being My companions barely perceived my anguish attributing it to the stress and tension
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inherent in our profession. Desperate to find answers, I equipped myself with my
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flashlight in one night and decided to face the terror that haunted me. Darkness
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fell like a cloak on the camp and it was my turn to stand guard,
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so when I stayed I only decided to take a walk around the years.
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The wind was hissing in the corners. I lit the flashlight with trembling
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hands, filling the space with a dim, blinking light every step. It
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was a challenge, but my determination and courage did not waver. The camp
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seemed a different place in the darkness and the whispers of the wind and the
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creaks of the trees fed my restlessness. Suddenly, that feeling of terror invaded
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me again. I was trying to light up where I could, but I
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couldn' t see anything. Suddenly, a gloomy silhouette materialized in front of
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me. The demon was there more real and terrifying than ever. His bright
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red eyes stared at me as if they wanted to catch my soul in his
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penetrating gaze. His distorted and grotesque form filled my senses, his eyes shining
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with fiery malevolence. The creature roared a sound that seemed to conjure the same
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flames from hell. My mind was struggling to assimilate the vision before me.
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His pale skin, his twisted limbs, his sharp claws. I wish I
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could say I fought that creature bravely. However, all I could do was
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stand still while that demon ran on all fours back into the darkness of the
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forest. As the days passed, the fear I had felt that night took
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hold of me completely. Each shadow seemed to hide the twisted figure of the
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demon and the whisper of the wind reminded me of its sinister roar. Terror
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became a constant presence, a part of my existence. Worst of all,
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I couldn' t share my experience with anyone. I knew that if I
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mentioned what I had seen, I would be branded crazy or imaginative, not
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to mention that in my family there was a history of mental problems and that
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they could take it as if this was starting to affect me too and that
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was the reason for my discharge. I couldn' t let my dream of
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following my father' s footsteps fall apart because of my own fears. So
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I chose silence, to hide my terror under a façade of normality. I
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continued to fulfill my duties, gaining the admiration and respect of my companions,
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while dealing with the weight of my secret. Every night the demon invaded my
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thoughts, I repeated to myself that it was just a hallucination, a manifestation
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of my inner fears. One night, however, everything changed. While we
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were conducting a routine perimeter inspection, I was next to Sebastian, the new
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member of the group. Since his arrival his contagious energy and carefree attitude had
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relieved my anxiety and his presence He seemed to chase away the shadow that haunted
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me and his friendship had become an anchor for me. That night, as
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we walked through the area our lanterns illuminating the dark corners, Sebastian broke the
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silence with a proposal that took me by boring surprise from the monotony of the
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patrol. He suggested we go into a black house to smoke and relax.
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My self- preservation instincts were activated immediately, warning me of the dangers of
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getting into an unknown place in the middle of the night. However, his
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sparkling look and his defiant smile made my determination waver there was something in Sebastian,
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which impelled me to follow him to yield to his adventurous spirit. A
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knot of conflict formed within me as I struggled with the decision. Finally,
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the need to escape my own fear and the fascination I felt towards him led
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me to accept his proposal. We entered the house under construction. Our flashlights
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cast flashes of light on dusty surfaces and exposed beams. The smell of wood
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and freshly removed soil filled the air as we moved into the interior of the
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structure. The silence that reigned in the place felt oppressive. Sebastian lit a
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cigarette and offered me one of his playful smiles. He wanted me to get
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carried away. For the moment I breathed in the smoke with doubts. We
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moved through the half- built rooms and climbed the built floors laughing and sharing
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stories, while time seemed to stop. However, in the middle of the
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camaraderie, a chill ran through my back. A feeling of discomfort took hold
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of me as if the air itself had changed. A stabbing of fear invaded
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me and my senses became sharper in search of any hint of danger. The
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atmosphere in the room became dense, as if it were charged with electricity.
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He could not shake the certainty that his presence was near, that his shadow
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was hovering over us. Even in this place. My heart began to beat
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hard in my chest and a cold sweat was visualized on my forehead. My
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mind struggled to process the reality of what I was feeling while forcing me to
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remain calm in the presence of Sebastian, as we walked through the rooms,
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half- building the feeling that the demon was near intensified. Each corner seemed
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to hide the invisible threat, Each shadow became a silent warning. I squeezed
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the cigarette on my fingers, my nervousness reflected in the unconscious gesture. Sebastian
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did not seem to notice my agitation immersed in his own laughter and comments.
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Their presence, although comforting at other times, now only increased my anxiety.
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An internal struggle was waged within me, between my desire to trust him and
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the need to protect him from the darkness that he felt was finally approaching,
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as we explored a room, I stopped dry. My pulse was beating in
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my ears. As I fixed my gaze in a dark shadow. In the
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corner of the room, a figure twisted in the dark. His deformed contours
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seemed to dance on the edge of my vision. Fear took over me,
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threatening to paralyze me completely. It was him, no doubt. My mind
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turned in panic. As I struggled to maintain composure. Sebastian wanted to shout,
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but the words got stuck in my throat and could not endanger his safety.
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I could not allow myself to suffer the same terror that I continued to
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advance along with Sebastian. My breath was cut short and my hands were shaking.
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As I struggled to hide my anguish. The twisted figure seemed to follow
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his oppressive presence by closing around us. Every fiber of my being cried out
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to run away, to escape the nightmare that seemed to be consuming me.
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We went forward aimlessly, while the presence of the devil mercilessly harassed us.
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Each shadow took shape in my mind, every sound amplified in my tormented imagination.
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Finally, as we got deeper into the house, my fear reached a
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breaking point, a wave of panic. He invaded me and I knew I
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couldn' t take it any longer. My mind rebelled against the idea of
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facing the demon again to revive that nightmare. Once again, my determined one
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fell apart and I knew I had to get sebastian out of there before it
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was too late. Finally, I managed to convince Sebastian that it was time
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to leave and I told him that it would be better not to risk that
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our superiors would surely look for us. If we were delayed, we began
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to head towards the exit of the building house, our steps were hurried,
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driven by an urgency that none of us wanted to admit. Openly, terror
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was still palpable in the air. As we rushed out of the house,
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every shadow, every corner seemed to harbor the haunting demon. The wind was
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running around us as if nature itself were alerting us to the danger around us.
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My Mind was agitated in an internal struggle between the need to protect Sebastian
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and the desire to run for my own life. Each step became heavier as
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the sinister voice of the demon rang in my head whispers threatening to break my
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will. As we approached the exit, a deafening rumble shook up building materials,
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collapsed into a chaos of dust and rubble as if something had struck them.
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Sebastian laughed nervously and joked about the possibility of a phantom worker who had
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decided to work late. I tried to follow the game by laughing forcibly as
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I tried to hide my growing anxiety. My mind was on high alert.
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My instinct warned me that something was very wrong. We walked faster, feeling
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that the exit was moving away with every step we took. The tension in
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the air was palpable and my senses were on high alert. Suddenly, a
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smell of sulfur invaded the environment, flooding our noses. Even Sebastian seemed to
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notice. This time, his gaze became serious and his nervousness became evident.
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We both share a brief glimpse of the fear reflected in our eyes, but
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none of us dared to say a word. We continue descending down the stairs
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to the top floor, with our steps resounding in the darkness. The deafening
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roar that followed left us amazed and I knew immediately that it was not an
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unknown sound. To me, it was the same roar I had heard on
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that fateful night on my guard. However, this time I did not get
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paralyzed by fear, I grabbed Sebastian' s hand firmly and dragged him in
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the opposite direction. Far from that terrifying sound, As we descended the stairs,
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our flashlights suddenly went out, plunged us into total darkness. Try my
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flashlight desperately, but the light refused to appear. Despair began to grip me,
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but I couldn' t afford to panic. Then I heard a loud
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cry from Sebastian, a cry full of terror and agony. I clung to
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his hand with all my might, resisting the invisible force that seemed to try
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to drag him into the darkness. The effort was exhausting every muscle in my
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body, straining as I struggled to keep Sebastian safe. We finally managed to
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get out of the house our bodies, reeling into the moonlight and fresh air
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of the night. As soon as we set foot outside the house, the
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lanterns lit again, illuminating the environment vividly. My relief was palpable, but
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the sense of triumph was fleeting. My gaze fell on Sebastian' s leg
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and a chill ran through my spine. The trousers in his uniform were torn
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and in his leg there were three deep scratches emanating blood. The heart was
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pounding in my chest as I watched the wound a sense of guilt opening its
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way inside me. However, the only thing that mattered at the time was
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to make sure Sebastian received the help he needed with care, I helped him
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get up and supported him. As we walked towards camp security. Every step
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was slow and meticulous. Every drop of blood that fell seemed to resonate in
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the silence of the night. We had survived the encounter with the devil,
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but at a very high cost. As soon as we arrived at the camp,
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we were greeted by looks of concern and questions about what had happened.
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I thought long before deciding how to tell what happened, but finally I chose
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to say that Sebastian had been attacked by a pack of dogs while he had
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gone away to urinate. I tried to help him as much as I could,
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but his wound was severe and he needed urgent medical attention. Fortunately,
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when Sebastian was questioned about what happened, his version largely coincided with mine.
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We both mentioned wild dogs as the cause of their injury and that was enough
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for no one to reprimand us. The story was accepted and none of us
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faced consequences for what happened that dark night and full of terrors, but once
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Sebastian recovered enough to re- enact guards with me. His penetrating look made
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it clear to me that he knew there was more behind that story. I
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couldn' t hide anything from him. Having shared that terrifying experience, I
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decided to open myself to him to tell him everything that had happened in the
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evenings, all the night visits of that demonic creature and the internal struggle he
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had faced. By keeping it secret, confident and fearless to judge me,
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I revealed to him my thoughts of going mad and how my family past had
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made me fear for my sanity. Sebastian listened in silence with compassionate and empathetic
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expression. He did not interrupt me, allowing me to express everything I had
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kept in the depths of my being When I finished, he took my hand
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and assured me that he was not alone that he believed me and that he
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would be by my side. Whatever happens. But the creature' s appearances
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didn' t stop there. Despite all efforts to distance us, the demonic
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entity continued to stalk me, disturbing my mind and threatening my sanity. Some
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of his visits became more violent, leaving me scarred both physically and emotionally.
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It didn' t matter how many times we relocated the creature. He always
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found a way to reach me. Her burning eyes and sharp claws were sticking
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into my mind, reminding me that I could not escape my own nightmare.
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Fear became my constant companion, affecting my performance and my mental well- being.
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I finally faced a decision that would change my life forever. With the
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burden of anguish on my chest, I decided to desert the army. The
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idea of abandoning my dream and following my father' s footsteps filled me with
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pain, but I could no longer endure the constant torment and feeling of losing
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my sanity. I felt trapped in a battle I couldn' t win and
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my only choice was to get away from everything I knew, including the army
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I admired so much. After deserting the army, he plunged me into a
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quiet and lonely life in a small village. Far from everything, I tried
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to leave behind the dark memories and shadows that haunted me, but the devil
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kept tormenting me in my deepest nightmares and thoughts. The community accepted me warmly.
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However, my hidden past always kept me alert without being able to completely
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lower my guard. For my fortune, my friend Sebastian deserted in the same
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way a few years later to accompany me. It has been hard, but
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at least I am not alone in the events that I will narrate below have
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accompanied my innermost nightmares. I have often hoped that all this would be all
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about my imagination, but, to my misfortune, this is not the case.
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I entered the army fleeing my dysfunctional family at the age of seventeen I
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forged my age and plunged into a life that seemed to me the best choice
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I had ever made. But even in the orderly chaos of military life,
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the shadow of my past continued to haunt me. That was until a night
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that changed my perspective forever. It was a dark winter Friday, when my
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friends and I decided to escape the barracks to smoke and drink in a nearby
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cemetery. The idea seemed exciting at the time and without thinking too much I
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agreed to join. The escape was much easier than I imagined. We climbed
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a tree and went into the cemetery laughing and joking about our little clandestine adventure.
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The night was advancing as we went into the cemetery with flashlights in hand.
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We started exploring that cemetery, which is the largest and oldest I'
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ve ever visited. We laughed and explored ancient and forgotten tombs. We reached
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the farthest part of the Holy Field, where the tombs were older and the
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tombstones seemed to be closer to decay. A particular tombstone caught my attention.
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It stood out, among others, for its forgotten appearance unlike the surrounding tombs
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that had tombstones. In concrete, this was made of a cheap material similar
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to clay. In it a man' s name was engraved. I couldn
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' t read the last name very well, but if I could see that
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his name was Francisco, just below the name was a fragment of poetry that
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I remembered reading in an old book, which was all I had to read
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when I locked myself in my room. I guess that' s why I
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got so caught up in it. The inscription was partially erased by time,
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but what I could decipher resonated in my mind. My friends quickly lost interest
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and advanced to two other tombs, but I could not turn my gaze away
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from that tombstone. It was as if the story of that forgotten man resonated
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in the depths of my being I felt a strange connection with him, as
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if we shared a loneliness that transcended time and death. Finally, my friends
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decided it was time to come back. As we passed the tombstone. Again
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I stayed behind for a moment. My thoughts and emotions bound me. I
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was approached by one of my friends, the most annoying guy in the group,
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who joked that I had fallen in love with a ghost boyfriend. But
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when he emptied his beer on the tombstone jokingly, my anger lit up.
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I pushed the boy furious at his disrespect for the dead. However, far
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from the boy repenting of his actions, he threw the bottle into the tombstone,
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causing a great noise among that po pulcral silence. The clay tombstone was
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cracked by the impact of the broken bottle. After a moment of uncomfortable silence,
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all my friends decided to leave the subject aside and continue their journey,
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leaving me behind with the tombstone, even without knowing why I felt that need.
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I apologized to the forgotten man and placed a pair of flowers plucked from
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the weeds on his grave. Finally, I rushed to reach my friends and
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leave that place behind. The days that followed passed without major incidents, but
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everything changed in an instant. During a routine patrol, we found ourselves in
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a shooting, in dangerous territory and fear paralyzed me by holding my weapon shaking
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my hands as I felt my life was at stake in chaos. A calm
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and reassuring voice came up in my head. He spoke directly to me,
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assuring me that it would be fine if I followed his instructions by following his
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precise directions. I moved, shot and crouched according to the lead voice in
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my head. The voice kept me focused, pushing the panic away while acting
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with millimetric accuracy. But as suddenly as it had appeared, the voice suddenly
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disappeared, everything went silently. I stood looking around. He had been the
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only one to survive that shooting. My mind was in a whirlwind as I
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watched the devastation around me feeling a strange combination of relief and guilt. My
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superiors congratulated me on my bravery and skills on the battlefield, but I didn
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' t feel it was any of the things they praised me for the following
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nights. The figure of the clay tombstone and the forgotten man haunted me in
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my dreams. I cannot tell you exactly whether those dreams with man were good
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or bad at first, because, to make them honest, I don'
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t remember much of them. It' s like when you wake up with
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the feeling of having dreamed of something very important. However, no matter how
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hard you try, you just can' t remember. Because of that experience,
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I was given the opportunity to return home for a while, but far
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from being a relief or a comforting return. I found it as one of
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the most difficult moments. After all, he had fled that place for a
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good reason. However, I had nowhere else to stay in those days,
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so I decided to face what was waiting for me at home and soon discovered
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that things had not improved at all. The screams and the fights broke loose.
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Immediately upon which I crossed the door like a whirlwind that threatened to drag
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me back to the chaotic disfunction of or my family. I remember how I
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argued with my father while he was following me around the angry house. I
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felt trapped in an endless cycle of conflict, unable to escape the spiral of
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anger and resentment that dominated my home At one point in the fight, as
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my father advanced toward me with an uncontrolled fury. Something unexpected happened just the
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moment I was inside my room. An invisible force closed the door of the
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same isolating the outer tumult, My father knocked on the door with anger,
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shouting threats and warnings that I would regret it if there were not. But
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strangely, instead of feeling afraid, I sensed a sense of security. It
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was as if the same force that had guided me in the shooting was acting
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again protecting me The door remained closed, challenging my father' s attempts to
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open it. The sense of security grew and for a moment I even felt
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a certain gratitude for that mysterious presence. I realized that somehow I was protecting
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myself not only from the physical dangers, but also from the emotional toxicities that
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had tormented me so much in my home. Finally, when my father left
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the door with frustration, I could breathe with relief, I knew there was
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something more at stake than my physical survival. There was something in that invisible
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entity that was acting in my defense at times of danger. In the following
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days I continued to notice the protective presence around me. The figure of the
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clay tombstone and the forgotten man appeared in my dreams more often. After that
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episode, nothing more interesting happened, as after what happened, I tried to
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leave the house very early and return very late so I didn' t have
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to deal with any of my parents until I finally returned to the army.
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I could not deny the connection between my experience in the cemetery and the protection
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I had felt in my home and in that shooting every time I was near
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my father. That feeling of being under the care of a superior force comforted
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me. The months passed and despite no longer having direct experiences with the entity,
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I was sure that it was still at my side, although the apparitions
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and whispers had diminished. It was just something I could feel. His presence
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was constant as a shadow lurking in the corners of his mind. As time
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progressed, the line between the real and the supernatural became increasingly diffuse. One
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night I met my group of friends. Again we had escaped, as always
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to drink on a vacant ground far from the base. Like any kind of
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civilization. Drinks passed hand in hand and although everyone was a little affected by
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alcohol, I was in better shape than the others. I was sitting with
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one of my friends, who pulled out a knife to show it to me.
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The knife was beautiful, with a dangerous glow on its sharp blade.
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I extended my hand to take it and at that time my friend pressed the
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button that released the blade to show me better. The blade came out with
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force cutting off the hand. In an instant, the pain was sharp and
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sudden, but I knew it had not been intentional. My friend apologized worried
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about what had happened. But as I felt the blood run through my hand,
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I felt a chill running through my back. I recognized that feeling,
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the same feeling I had felt in the cemetery at my parents' house and
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during that shooting the entity was back. I decided not to pay too much
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attention to him. No one had tried to hurt me on purpose, so
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I assumed the entity would understand the difference. I got up to stop the
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bleeding and take care of my wound. The blood flowed more than I had
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anticipated and it took me longer than expected to have it. As I tried
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to stop the bleeding, I realized that the sense of protection and the presence
52:31
of the entity had intensified. It was as if he were closer than ever,
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observing every movement he made and although he could not see it, he
52:44
knew that he was there waiting in the shadows and exerting his influence. As
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I looked after my wounded hand, I began to notice disturbing details in my
52:52
surroundings. The shadows seemed to move unusually and the wind blew with a strange
52:59
cadence. The air was charged with a disturbing energy, as if the world
53:05
around me was somehow altered. I looked at my friends, but they seemed
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distracted in their own worlds, unaware of the subtle changes in the environment,
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so I decided to put everything on the sidelines. When I returned to the
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group, I realized that the friend who had accidentally cut me had disappeared.
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I asked the others where I was, but they all denied knowing, they
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suggested that maybe he had gone away to urinate. Despite my concerns, I
53:37
decided to stay and wait, but something in me was not calm. The
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feeling of being observed, of being accompanied by an invisible presence intensified. Finally
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my concern. He pushed me to find my missing friend and it wasn'
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t long before I found him. I was standing next to a cliff on
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my back peeing in the abyss. I was about to turn around and join
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the band again, but something captured my attention. A man like out of
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darkness materialized behind my unsuspecting friend. My eyes opened with horror as the man
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pushed him hard, throwing him several meters down the ravine my friend shouted as
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he fell into the darkness with no chance of surviving the fall. I shouted
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my friend' s name, but the man turned to me revealing a sinister
54:37
smile on his face. The entity that had accompanied me and protected me,
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which had whispered in my head, had revealed its true nature, a cold
54:50
sense of terror enveloped me as man disappeared in the darkness, the environment around
54:57
seemed charged with electricity, the shadow elongated nor moved unusually, and the wind
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whispered unintelligible words. In my ears I didn' t know if I was
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witnessing a supernatural manifestation or was simply losing my sanity. But the look in
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my friend' s eyes. While I was thrown down the ravine, I
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was still in my mind. I ran back to the group trying to explain
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what I had seen, but no one seemed to understand. My words met
55:28
with mockery and skepticism, but I knew the truth. He had seen the
55:32
entity in its most twisted form as a manipulator of death. I realized that
55:38
I could not escape from it, that I would be persecuted no matter where
55:43
I was the entity I once thought protected, had revealed its true dark and
55:49
disturbing nature. And now my struggle was not only against the physical dangers of
55:54
the outside world, but also against this entity that seemed to be obsessed with
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my life and soul. My story had become a true tale of terror,
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a struggle between light and darkness with my own mind as a battlefield. The
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news of the tragic incident spread rapidly and all those involved were thoroughly questioned in
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the midst of questions and investigations. I knew I couldn' t reveal the
56:24
truth about what I' d seen. No one would believe me if I
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told them about the invisible entity, about how I had pushed my friend into
56:34
death, let alone the reason why everything had happened. Finally, the investigation
56:39
was closed and classified as a tragic accident. My dark secret remained buried,
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along with the truth about the entity that had been lurking in the shadows.
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My mind became an internal battlefield. While dealing with the weight of my secret.
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I plunged into a spiral of guilt and paranoia, unable to escape the
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memory of what I had witnessed. Every night. Dreams became more intense nightmares,
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plagued by images of the sinister entity and the terrified looks of those who
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had been swept away by it. The entity was not content with simply tormenting
57:21
me in my dreams. It began to manifest itself in my reality in increasingly
57:25
disturbing ways. I heard disturbing whispers in my ear. When I was alone
57:31
and the shadows seemed to twist and contort in his presence, I felt constantly
57:38
harassed, no matter where I went or what I did. My life became
57:43
an unbearable existence, a constant state of fear and paranoia. My relationships began
57:51
to crumble as I struggled to keep my sanity. Every time I closed my
57:55
eyes, I feared what I would find in my dreams. The entity had
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crossed the line between the world of dreams and reality and no longer knew where
58:05
one ended and the other began. My dreams became nightmares filled with heartbreaking screams
58:13
and grotesque visions. My performance in the army began to decline unable to concentrate
58:21
and face reality. What had once been a blessing, a guide in the
58:25
dark moments, was now my worst curse. Every day it became an exhausting
58:31
struggle, a constant confrontation with a force that could neither understand nor control.
58:38
Days transformed into weeks, weeks, months, and months into years, as
58:44
time passed. I resigned myself to the idea that I would always be tormented
58:51
by this sinister entity. My life seemed like an endless nightmare, a trap
58:57
I couldn' t escape. The shadows became my constant companionship, twisting and
59:02
contorting around me. The entity not only appeared in my dreams, but also
59:09
began to manifest when I was awake. His whispers were like a constant echo
59:16
in my mind. His unintelligible words filled my thoughts with palpable fear. My
59:22
mental health deteriorated at an alarming rate and the lines between reality and nightmare blurred
59:28
more with every passing day. The army once became a place of constant torment.
59:38
My superiors noticed my decline and submitted me to psychological evaluations, but I
59:45
could not tell them the real reason behind my deterioration. One day, however,
59:51
while in service, the tragedy returned to my life. I found myself
59:55
in the middle of another shooting reality distorting myself and around, as bullets buzzed
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and explosions resounded in the air. And then, in the midst of the
1:00:07
chaotic confusion, I heard that voice again, the same voice that had guided
1:00:13
me in that shooting in the past, when I felt that I was on
1:00:16
the verge of death sick of the situation, I decided to face that once
1:00:22
and for all. When I heard the indication that I would bow down instead
1:00:27
of following the Council, I stood in the middle of the exposed and vulnerable
1:00:31
battlefield. I knew I was defying my destiny, risking my life in an
1:00:37
act of despair. Two bullets hit me and I felt intense pain before everything
1:00:44
became dark. I have no memories of what happened after that. Just darkness.
1:00:52
Like a deep sleep and no dreams, I woke up in the hospital.
1:00:57
Days later, surrounded by the smell of simas and the soft beep of
1:01:00
machines. He had somehow survived a miracle. In the middle of the tragedy.
1:01:08
I cursed my luck knowing that reprisals for my foolish action would be serious.
1:01:15
However, as the days passed by something strange, the entity that had
1:01:21
tormented me occurred, which had been my curse for so long disappeared I never
1:01:28
knew why or how, but I stopped feeling its presence, Although I was
1:01:34
still concerned about the possibility that it would reappear at any moment, I was
1:01:38
relieved to be finally free from its obsessive vigilance. I never understood the reason
1:01:45
for his disappearance, and over the years, I never had contact with that
1:01:50
entity again. I was grateful for the silence, for the tranquility that had
1:01:54
returned to my life, despite the physical and excited scars that I had with
1:02:00
me. I finally found some peace in the midst of the chaos that had
1:02:05
been my life and although sometimes the shadows seemed to whisper and move on the
1:02:10
periphery of my vision, I learned to live with uncertainty. Grateful for every
1:02:15
day the entity stayed. In the past. I am Sergeant David Mendoza,
1:02:25
a veteran of the army, whose experiences on the battlefield seem pale in the
1:02:31
face of what I faced in a mission that took us beyond enemy lines to
1:02:36
the very depths of the abyss. This story begins on a mission that its
1:02:42
objective is not relevant. For this story, the warmth of the desert sun
1:02:47
was mixed with the dust that lifted our steps. Our unity was well known
1:02:53
in its time, so I will not give real names, because some still
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live. It was made up of men whose faces had been carved by war.
1:03:04
Each of us carried the burden of responsibility on our shoulders, knowing that
1:03:08
our actions could change the course of history. The mission presented itself before us
1:03:15
as a labyrinth of dangers and adversities. Each step was imbued with uncertainty and
1:03:22
each look conveyed the tension that had taken root in our souls. The first
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night, in the desert, as the stars lined up in a vast dark
1:03:32
sky, we set up our temporary camp near an oasis. Despite the apparent
1:03:38
tranquility, the wind carried a disturbing whisper that crawled through the sand. The
1:03:45
feeling of being watched stalked by something beyond our comprehension was nailed in our minds
1:03:52
like sharp thorns. Our feeling was noticed the first night. I can remember
1:04:00
perfectly. Soldier Simon, who was a brave young man full of life,
1:04:04
began acting strangely during one of the night guards. I was the first to
1:04:12
notice his strange act when he returned, as he did not respond to my
1:04:15
indication to give me his report. However, we all noticed when his eyes
1:04:19
clouded and his voice took on a frightening tone as he uttered words in a
1:04:25
language I did not understand. The camp was filled with tension as we tried
1:04:30
to contain it, but its strength seemed supernatural. It was as if unknown
1:04:36
forces were controlling Simon. He finally collapsed unconsciously, but the seed of fear
1:04:44
had been planted in our hearts. The doctor examined his condition and found in
1:04:48
the unexplained medical riddle. We decided to keep him isolated, safe from whatever
1:04:56
possessed him. Uncertainty came to an end, turned into paranoia, and every
1:05:01
corner of the night became a stage where the unknown lurked. The days passed
1:05:08
and the shadow of a dark influence hovered more and more upon us. Every
1:05:14
conversation in whispers, every shadow that seemed to slip into the corner of the
1:05:18
eye, reminded us that we were not alone in that desolate corner of the
1:05:25
world, but we were soldiers trained to face adversity and that kept us firm
1:05:30
in our mission. It was for a stormy night. When we realized the
1:05:34
truth, Simon woke up from that night. He had become very quiet and
1:05:41
refused to tell us what had happened. His eyes were windows to the unknown.
1:05:48
His voice resounded in the air like a poisonous snake as he uttered words
1:05:54
in a language forgotten by mankind. The horror took hold of us when,
1:06:00
one by one, several of our soldiers began to manifest similar symptoms. His
1:06:06
eyes were red, his voices murmured in a tongue that we could not understand.
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We were trapped in a nightmare prisoners of forces beyond our comprehension. Some
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of the soldiers, who were not under any kind of effect, began to
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pray for comfort in the prayers they had learned from children. I, not
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being raised under any religion, had no idea how to accompany them, so
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I only repeated how little I understood of them. However, while we were
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doing so, the words of the prayers vanished from the minds of my companions
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as if someone or something prevented them from remembering them. It was as if
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they were disconnected from the faith they had ever had and therefore I could not
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continue either. Soldiers who had not been victims of what was happening were struggling
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to remember the prayers that had once been a fundamental part of their lives.
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The inability to find comfort in religion intensified our sense of despair and isolation.
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However, we were determined not to surrender to the unknown. Finally, as
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if it were a gift of divinity or a strange coincidence, the calm returned
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to camp. The first rays of the sun began to appear on the horizon,
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dissipating the darkness that had been suffocating us. The change was almost instantaneous.
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Soldiers affected by demon possession recovered their voices and conscience, while evil influence
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seemed to recede into the light of day. The sense of relief was palpable
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in the air, but it was also tinted with caution. As the sun
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rose in the sky, revealing that of bassas that spread around us, we
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realized that something greater and sinister was at stake. The soldiers who had been
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affected had strange marks on the body. They were as if they had been
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marked with boiling iron, the symbols were strange, but that was not the
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worst. On their feet they had different wounds for which they bled in abundance.
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None of that made sense. The soldiers who had been possessed by evil
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recognized what they had done under their influence and struggled to assimilate the horror of
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their own actions. Unbelief and confusion were reflected in his eyes. While dealing
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with guilt and shame. I tried to get some people to tell me what
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they felt. However, the few who could talk about it told me that
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they had felt a prick and then everything was just cloudy memories. That experience
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had been terrifying, a wrangling struggle between the human and the inhuman, the
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tangible and the spectral. Despite being a skeptic of the paranormal, I found
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myself faced with the inexplicable, which challenged all logic and reason, the need
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to find a logical explanation led me to question what I had experienced. Even
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after the calm returned, I could not help but consider other explanations. My
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mind searched for patterns, connections and motives behind what we had faced, and
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the theory that some kind of prohibited substance had spilled into our canteens began to
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take shape. The idea that someone might have wanted to discredit us and make
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us seem incompetent took over my mind. I took the initiative of making contact
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with the affected soldiers and their superiors. It was important that we found answers,
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even if those answers were in the darkest of the conspiracy. I coordinated
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that the soldiers were sent back to their homes, as they needed rest and
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medical care. The betrayal we had faced on the battlefield seemed to have spread
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to a darker and sinister level. In the days that followed, my mind
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continued to search for evidence and explanations. Despite my skepticism. Paranoia began to
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slip into my sique I observed the water from the canteens with suspicion that some
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kind of substance had been dumped into them toxicological examinations. They gave no answer,
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but my mind refused to give in to uncertainty. The tranquility of those
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days collapsed on a sinister night, a night that sank into my memory like
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a poisoned dagger. We were at the camp recovering from our traumatic experiences.
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My mind was still trapped in the torbeo of traumatic experiences we had faced.
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But even when my eyelids closed in search of respite, the horrors of the
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past found their way in my dreams. An intense nest enveloped a feeling that
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I was being watched by invisible eyes. I tried to fight the monsters lurking
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in my nightmares, but their power seemed unshakable. Then a noise shook me
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out of my sleep and my eyes suddenly opened. The darkness of the night
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surrounded me, but what really woke me up was a demonic voice that seemed
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to whisper in the shadows. Words were not understood as belonging to a language
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that should never have existed. My heart was beating with uncontrolled violence. As
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I struggled to understand what was happening. As my eyes adjusted to the shadow,
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my gaze turned away from the corner of my eye and what I saw
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filled me with a terror that left me breathless. A horribly thin, inhumanly
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tall figure slipped between the bunk beds in the camp. Every step he took
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resonated with a hollow, strong sound, as if only bones were colliding into
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the ground. Fear clung to my throat, threatening to suffocate me as I
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watched with horror the macabre dance that unfolded before my eyes. The figure was
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just more than a distorted shadow. His dark and fuzzy features, but his
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presence was impossible to ignore. His steps were firm as if nothing could stop
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him. It was like he was looking for something or someone. Fear became
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an immobilizing terror. As the humanoid spectrum approached where we slept, my muscles
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were tense. My mind was crying out to flee, but I was strung
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into a state of paralysis that can only be understood by those who have faced
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the incomprehensible. I saw him stop right above the bunk of one of my
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colleagues. His long limbs seemed to stretch and twist in inhuman ways. My
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partner lay asleep, unaware of the danger that lay over him. I wanted
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to shout warning, but my voice was trapped in my throat, one more
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victim of the paralysis that was holding me back. The figure bowed down his
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face barely visible in the dark. My heart was beating with such intensity that
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I felt that I could escape from my chest at any moment. The creature
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approached. Her invisible breath. It seemed to envelop me in a cloud of
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nightmare, as its features became more discernible. I saw his eyes, two
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bright red dots that seemed to burn, it was as if he was looking
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through the flesh and bones directly into my soul. Terror had me immobilized,
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but what happened next was recorded in my mind as a nightmare that would never
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fade away. The figure moved away from me back to my companion, his
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bony hand slowly extended towards him and then, as if time itself had slowed
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down, I saw his fingers passing through my companion' s body as if
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he was going through the air It was like a supernatural act, something that
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challenged all the laws of reality and my mind struggled to understand what was happening.
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As I watched with horror as the figure seemed to begin sucking something invisible
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from my companion. His chest sank unnaturally, as if the very essence of
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his being was being torn from his body. I wanted to scream free the
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terror that imprisoned me, but my voice and guidance being a distant echo in
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my throat. My muscles felt as if they were wrapped in invisible chains,
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unable to free themselves from the grip of fear. I saw the figure withdraw
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from my partner. His task was apparently complete. It was only when the
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first rays of the sun began to appear on the horizon that I felt the
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spell of fear break. My limbs shook. When I was finally able to
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move and get into the bunk, I looked around, but the figure had
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disappeared as if it had never been there. My first reaction was to run
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to my partner fearing the worst. My heart sank into my chest. When
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I saw its inert form it was cold as ice and touching its skin,
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its rigidity was evident. My mind was struggling to process what I was seeing.
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His body dry as if something had surrendered, not only his life,
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but every drop of moisture and vitality of his being. The vitality in my
1:16:05
companion' s being had been drained his body now lay as a vestige of
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what once had been panic seized all of us. When we saw his corpse
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a dreadful reminder of the terrifying night we had shared without thinking too much,
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I thought of communicating with my superiors for an immediate relocation. However, in
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trying, I discovered that our radio, the only source of communication, had
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been broken. Isolation left us at the mercy of our own thoughts and fears
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and uncertainty surrounded us like a dark veil. We were trapped in an unknown
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place with no way to communicate with the outside world. However, we knew
1:16:54
that we only had to wait until they came looking for us. There was
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one more night left before the mission at that cursed place finally ended. However,
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that expectation seemed to be an eternity of anguish. To avoid further inconvenience,
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we decided to set up guard in case anything happened. The decision to
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remain vigilant proved to be one of the worst we could have made. The
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tension in the air was palpable. As we took turns watching our gazes fixed
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in the dark, our ears alert to any sound. Out of the ordinary,
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every whisper of the wind seemed like a malevolent murmur, every shadow a
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possible danger. The night was advancing in agony, every second felt like an
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eternity. My colleagues and I shared nervous looks. Our expressions reflected the fear
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that united us in a silent bond. The silence was oppressive, a constant
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reminder that we were at the mercy of the unknown. The time finally came
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when I was relieved of the guard. The exhaustion weighed on my eyelids.
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As I struggled against the dream that threatened to dominate me, I lay down
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in my bunk my mind struggling to find calm. In the midst of the
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storm of fear, I closed my eyes looking for a momentary escape from the
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terrifying reality around us. But the rest wasn' t meant to be mine.
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A heartbreaking cry burst into the air, a cry that was heard in
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every corner of the place. I woke up at once. The heart hammered
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in my chest. As the darkness enveloped me. The camp was in chaos
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panic- filled voices resounding around me. While everyone was trying to understand what
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was happening, struggling to focus my view. In the midst of confusion,
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I saw one of my companions being dragged out of the place by an invisible
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four force. Terror seized me when I realized that I had been relieved of
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my guard. Just moments ago, my hands searched for my weapon and with
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it in hand I ran out into the darkness, pushing my fears aside because
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of the urgency of the situation. The scene outside the camp was in total
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chaos. Shadows seemed to come alive moving in erratic patterns that challenged logic.
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I saw my partner being dragged down the floor, his body twisted in an
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inhuman posture, while he issued desperate cries for help. The creature was a
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gloomy presence barely discernible in the dark, but its intention was clear, with
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the heart in the throat and determination. Burning in my chest, I lifted
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my gun and fired at the creature. The shots resounded at night, but
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the creature was faster. The r of what I could anticipate faded into the
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darkness as if it had melted with the shadows around it. My bullets only
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reached the empty air a useless proof of my attempt to defend my partner.
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The chaos continued around me. As my companions tried to understand what they had
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witnessed, my words mingled with the cries of others. As we tried to
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understand what had happened but as I looked around, I realized that the creature
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had completely disappeared. My partner was missing, too. Dragged in the night
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without leaving a trace, we stayed in the darkness, with the bewilderment and
1:20:45
despair growing in our hearts. The creature and supernatural events seemed to have woven
1:20:51
a web of terror and confusion around us. We had no answers, just
1:20:58
a paralyzing fear that threatened to break our sanity. We decided to organize a
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search to find our missing partner. Armed with flashlights and guns. We ventured
1:21:12
into the dark night our footsteps resounding in the sand as we explored the surroundings.
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The atmosphere was loaded with tension. Each shadow seemed to gain its own
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life and the wind whispered in our minds as a warning. As we advanced
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we discovered traces of blood and signs of struggle. The land was marked by
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confused and deep traces that could only be the result of a fierce struggle.
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We dared to follow the traces, guided by the hope of finding our companion
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alive, but also by the fear of what we might discover. The days
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that followed after that fateful night became an agony of unanswered questions. The superiors
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finally arrived, bringing with them an air of relief, but also of silence.
1:22:06
We were informed that my partner had deserted, that he had fled his
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duty and responsibility. We, who had faced the horrors of that night,
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looked silently, knowing the truth that was beyond what we could say. The
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official story was manipulated to hide the horrors we had faced in the eyes of
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the world. My partner had left his post and his honor. The truth
1:22:36
was buried under layers of lies and denials, and we were forced to accept
1:22:42
that version to preserve their loved ones from the terrifying truth. History would never
1:22:47
be told one more victim of cover- up and fear. But for those
1:22:54
of us who live it, the night of the inhuman creature would be like
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an indelible memory. The face of my companion and his cries for help were
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engraved in my mind a constant warning that there are shadows in this world that
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can never be understood or forgotten. I don' t know what that creature
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was, but I' m sure of what I saw and hope I'
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