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Sucesos Paranormales En Mi Trabajo De Guardia De Seguridad Historias De Terror - Voces De La Noche · Niebla en el bosque con Evelith von

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It' s been a while. We had a party with a few extra
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beers after I found myself at the wheel of a car. Luckily, I
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didn' t hurt anyone, just in my way. In college, I
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got caught driving drunk, and that changed everything. I had to do community
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service, which was better than going to jail. I was taught English at
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the Youth Correction Center during the day for ten weeks. Just when I was
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supposed to go back to school. I also got a very expensive ticket that
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my parents didn' t want to pay, so I got a night job
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when my uncle offered it to me. I know I should thank you for
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not ending up behind bars, but at the time it seemed like I was
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building my own personal prison. The place had a high bar with barbed wire.
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Only the guards were missing in the towers. I crossed the sign from
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my uncle' s warehouse as I opened the front door. The guard dog
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a big roth dancing tied to a pole. He welcomed me when I approached
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him I was about to open the door when my Uncle David showed up.
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He was wearing a branded grey suit and a red silk tie. There were
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no hugs or handshakes. There' s my dear nephew.“ Almost ten
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minutes late on your first day, good way to make an impression,”
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he said with sarcasm,“ I murmured an apology and waited for us to
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go to his office with air conditioning. But instead, Uncle David started a
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tour of the place. As we walked, he went over the rules to
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work the night shift at the warehouse. The first rule was not to forget
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to feed Samuel the guard dog. My uncle gave me the intro of Samuel
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the Dog. He wouldn' t let me pet him, but he stopped
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grunting and showing his teeth. We went through a row of sixteen carts in
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different dismantling states for parts. Some were just metal skeletons, others seemed like
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they could roll out of the tank, until my uncle opened the chest to
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show me they were missing the engine. All parts, from the plates to
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the windshields, to the dogs and specific screws, were recorded and kept in
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the tank, which was in the center of the place. Every mechanic in
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West Nebraska called my uncle when they needed a piece. He believed himself to
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be the king of half- Boeste' s deshuaces, but who I was
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to judge when I practically had to beg him to let me work. That
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' s where we entered the section of the warehouse, where the cars were
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crushed. There was a huge machine n n came sitting on a bright yellow.
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That looked like a giant toaster, but instead of putting in a slice
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of bread you would introduce a cart. I asked him if I could see
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him in action. I say we all like to see things. Being shredded.
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My uncle David rode on a tow truck, impaled an old cart and
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dropped it in the car area. The walls of the car press were closed
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from all sides until the ten- foot car was reduced to a piece of
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steel like a coffee table. The noise of the metal, cracking and breaking
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was strong, real and pleasant to see After smashing the car, my Uncle
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David threw another rule at me. No touching, driving, or turning on
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the car press. If he tried and realized it, I' d get
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out of here right away. Then he started to give me a cure around
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the place, next to the fence. He threw the next rule. While
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we were walking. I wasn' t allowed to let anyone in. After
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my uncle left for the day, no Scrap cars arrived at night and the
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office hours were from 6: 30 a m to 8 p m So there
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was no reason for anyone to show up He also made it clear that I
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should not let any of my friends or my girlfriend stay with me. If
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I did, and he found out anyway, I was leaving right away to
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keep someone from coming in. After hours. My Uncle David would lock me
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in. When he left for the day. Like I said, it was
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like my own personal cage, I asked what was going on. If something
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happened to me and I needed help, he laughed and told me that if
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I was gross enough to hurt myself in this job and I needed an ambulance,
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I deserved to die. Besides, if I really needed help, I
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could call him, which led me to the question what I was doing.
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Exactly, my Uncle David stopped by holding it near metal just to his left,
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stretched out his hand and grabbed the steel loops. Interlaced and pulled them.
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Then he turned around and told me that he was grappling with problems of
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robbers who would jump the fence at night and take copper parts from their carts,
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things like radiators, brake tubes and alternator had copper and the copper market
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was skyrocketing. Turns out Samuel' s barking was more intimidating than his bite
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and my uncle David needed someone on guard during the night, someone spinning around
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with a flashlight for thieves to think about. Twice before we go in.
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All of a sudden, I had doubts. He assured me he didn'
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t want me to be a hero, even though I thought I was half
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lazy. I was still family and her sister would suffer the consequences if something
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happened to me. My uncle David thought that my simple presence would drive the
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thieves away and if any problems arose, I should call him and appear in
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minutes. Feeling more relaxed, we' re still next to the fence.
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When I noticed something weird, every twenty yards or so, someone had stuck
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small crosses in the fence with wire. I counted three as we walked along
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the line and looking forward. I saw more, I had to ask my
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uncle about it. He told me the workers did it by knitting the crosses
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in the fence. Why. I asked. Uncle David remained silent and his
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mood changed Suddenly he became evasive almost frightened. I asked him again what happened
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to the crosses. He pointed to four chariots at the far end of the
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deshuace were separated from the others. There were two minivans and two small edans
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and they had all been in accidents some worse than others. Our walk took
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us right in the middle of them. He seemed nervous to be there.
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Uncle David told me that these were what his workers called the damn cars that
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were in fatal accidents. It seemed that once the police ended up with an
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accident investigation and the insurance company had settled all the claims, the cars ended
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up here where they would be stripped of their parts. The problem was that
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Uncle David' s employees didn' t like working on these vehicles. They
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felt it was like taking away the jewels from a corpse in a coffin.
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Their workers thought it was only bad luck working on these cars. He told
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me there were also some incidents. Like what incidents, I asked him,
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because that is a word that covers a lot of ground. Uncle David reported
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that some of his workers had suffered their own accidents after working in the cars.
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Again, my uncle was being lazy and I wanted clear answers how many
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workers and what kind of accidents. Uncle David explained that one of his workers
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was crushed by a cursed car a few months ago and another lost his hand
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after accidentally cutting it off by taking pieces from another. That' s why
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the employees started putting crucifixes on the fences. It was to keep the bad
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aura inside the scrapping. They didn' t want anything to follow him home.
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My uncle thought his workers were too superstitious, but he allowed it.
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I glanced back at the four cursed ones and suddenly felt like I was standing
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in a royal cemetery and each of these cars was a giant metal tomb.
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I asked my uncle about them how many people he died in every car,
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what his stories are. He said he didn' t know and he didn
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' t want to know. Nothing would change if I knew the details of
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the accidents that the cars brought here. His job was to get rid of
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them and that' s what his feet were doing crawling and his voice.
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Aspera betrayed his uneasiness. I felt something in that place, too. It
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wasn' t right. I noticed that three of the four damn cars weren
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' t completely wrecked. They didn' t seem to have been in any
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major accident. They had dented panels and one had the roof severely crushed,
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but nothing that screamed fatally. Although the blue sedan had its windshield moved with
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a hole in the middle my mind imagined the body of someone thrown forward and
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his head crashing into the glass. I was wondering if there were any pieces
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of hair still stuck in the fragments. A chill ran through my spine while
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I was thinking about it. The only car that seemed to have been smashed
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to death was a black miniban. It was mainly a wrinkled pile of steel.
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Although the door on the driver' s side was still attached and seemed
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to be open, the rest of the car was nothing but metal folds.
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For a moment I thought the car had blood leaking, but I realized it
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was just rust leaking from its bottom. My uncle David explained the last rule
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and it was that this area, like the car crusher, was off limits.
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He said something about insurance problems with these cars and there was no need
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for me to worry about this scrapping section. When I was doing my night
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rounds, that was good for me, because the area gave me chills.
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Uncle David walked back to his office, the tour was over. I followed
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him and we just took a few steps back, I heard a noise,
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a deaf sound. I turned around to look at the bastards and for a
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moment I thought I saw a young woman in the blue mast. Her blond
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hair was tangled, her white face and black eyes hit the glass as if
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she were trying to get my attention. Right at that moment, Samuel barked
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and then let go of a howl. I turned to see the dog treading
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and barking like he was warning me. When I looked again, the massade
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in the car was gone. I approached my uncle, a little restless,
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but convinced that the whole issue of death was affecting me. Samuel stopped barking,
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which also calmed things. I saw my uncle walk out the door,
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park his car and go back to the fence. He took out the keys
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and locked me up at night. He made a sign with his hand and
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left a trail of dust behind his car. While he was leaving. When
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Samuel approached me, I realized that I was not completely alone. I walked
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into the office with air conditioning and grabbed some dog food from the sack and
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poured it into Samuel' s bowl near my uncle' s desk. He
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ate it like he wasn' t fed in a week. Although I felt
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bad about it, I had to get Samuel out of the office to play
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his role as a watchdog. After dinner it took a bit to persuade him.
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I had to use another bowl of food to get him out the door.
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I wrote down the time. It was seven thirty, so I had
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another hour before sunset, when I would have to make my first rounds for
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scrapping. I had my feet up and I was playing some game on my
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phone. When Samuel began barking, he was terrifying snoring and filled with anger.
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I opened the door and was hit by heat. It was still hot,
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even when the sun was about to hide. I followed the sound of
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Samuel' s barking and among his whining I heard voices. I couldn'
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t understand what they were saying, but at least there were two people screaming.
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I ran down the right edge of the fence and found the dog,
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looking towards the barrier and barking nonstop I let him know that everything was fine
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and after a few minutes or more he got tired and stopped. There was
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no one in sight, but there was a blanket on the other side of
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the fence and in the dust there were traces. It seemed like someone was
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planning to climb the fence and throw the blanket over the barbed wire to get
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into the gutter. Suddenly, I felt very protective of my uncle' s
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place. I screamed at the empty landscape on the other side of the fence.
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I' m calling the police. I see you so you better say
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for tonight I stayed there for a few good minutes, just watching, letting
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him know there was a new guard. Samuel gave up before me, heading
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to the office and crawling back, I threw another scream. I' ll
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be here all night, every night. I decided that, at least for
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the next hour or so, I should spend it on the small outer porch
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of the office. There was a metal rocker to sit as I swinged back
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and forth in the twilight that faded with the old dog at my feet.
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I felt like one of those sheriffs in an old west movie. I didn
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' t get my phone. I just sat there and watched the day happen
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at night. Then I heard the voices. Again I was surprised that Samuel
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didn' t let go of a bark. Instead, he aired a weird
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sound like he was complaining. When I looked down at him, he seemed
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to shrink into a tight ball with his tail tucked under his hind legs.
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I assumed the robbers had returned to get their blanket back and could try another
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attempted robbery. I grabbed the flashlight my uncle gave me and went back to
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the fence. I focused my light on the fence and shouted that the police
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were on their way, but the voices didn' t stop. My flashlight
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found the blanket exactly where it was. When Samuel and I saw her in
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the afternoon. Then I realized that the voices did not come from outside the
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fleet, but from within. Maybe they' d already jumped the fence and
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turned around trying to find the voices. My light fell on the damned,
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as the sound came from one of those cars. It was the Green chev
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who had the tino crushed. The little light was on inside the car and
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the voices came from there. As much as I didn' t want to
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slowly, I got close to the car. Then I realized that the voices
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were talking about sports chattering about how the Nebraska football team would go that fall.
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It was the local sports program, as the radio in the car had
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turned on somehow. I fought my fear. It was probably just a short
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circuit and if it was the thieves and they were inside the car and pulling
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out the radio, I was about to dial my uncle' s number,
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but I thought I should at least make sure, so I took a few
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more steps towards the car until I got a good look inside. There was
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no one there and without realizing it, I had walked to the green che
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vi. The radio voices were now debating whether they had a field seafood that
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could take them to the championship I inspected the interior of the car and made
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sure there was no one there. I leaned down to look through the back
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window and confirmed that there was no body hidden in the back seat or under
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the board. It was just me and the green che I saw. I
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reached the door on the driver' s side and pulled him over. Indeed,
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the board was illuminated and the radio was on. I sat in the
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driver' s seat having to shrink because of the crushed ceiling and then reached
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the radio dial to turn it off. That' s when the car door
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slammed shut on its own. The flashlight fell out of my hand and landed
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outside the car. I tried to push the door to open it, but
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it didn' t move. I couldn' t help but think about the
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face of the blonde woman I thought I saw in the other bastard and started
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panicking. I knocked on the door with all my weight, but it didn
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' t move. Then I reached the passenger' s side and tried that
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door and nothing. Again, my hands spread towards the steering wheel. I
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grabbed him frustrated, shaking him and screaming as my palms held the wheel.
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Everything went black. I was in the dark and then, as fast as
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that happened, there was a light or lights like lampposts. I wasn'
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t sitting in the junk car, but I was driving him down a road
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and the radio was on. The guys in the sport were chattering again,
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but the players they were talking about were from two years ago. The lanterns
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were passing quickly I looked down at the speedometer and saw it going at a
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hundred and ten miles an hour. Whoever was driving this car was a real
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speed demon. Suddenly, my right hand went down and vir pressed a button
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on the radio, switching the radio boys' station to music. I felt
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my foot pressing the throttle. A blurry sign from the highway passed was for
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the exit on Route eighty- eight. I knew where I was heading east,
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towards Lincoln. I felt the adrenaline rushing through my body. I wanted
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to keep feeling it, so my hands tightened the leather steering wheel harder and
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let my look deviate from the road to the rearview mirror to take a look
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at myself. But I wasn' t a 40- year- old man
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with a brown knob. Chevy' s driver, the driver who died right
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then. A deer jumped on the road. I turned the steering wheel completely
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to the left to avoid hitting it, but the impulse of the car made
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it move forward. I started going around and then or I kept going around.
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I counted eight flips and at the last turn my skull hit the author
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' s roof and felt my neck break. I heard it too. It
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was a loud snap. It made my head fall forward by swinging down.
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It was like a head on a rag doll. The bones and muscles of
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the neck were useless. My eyelids blinked and then I let go of the
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steering wheel. He was back in the scrapyard sitting on the chev and Samuel
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was standing in front of the car very quickly. My hands went to my
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neck, but everything was fine. There was nothing broken. My heart was
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pounding and every nerve in my body seemed electrified. For a second, I
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thought I' d take the wheel again, but I wondered if my body
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could handle another round of what had just happened. I was also afraid,
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thinking that if I came back, maybe there was a chance that I wouldn
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' t go back to the deshuace. Instead, I reached the handle of
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the car door, pushed it and opened it. I could barely stand up.
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When I looked outside, I noticed the sky was lighting up. I
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pulled my phone out of my pocket and saw it was almost dawn, which
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I thought only took a few moments. It had been hours and my uncle
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would be arriving soon, so I staggered back to the office with Samuel by
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my side. By letting me fall into the rocking chair, I tried to
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make sense of what had happened, but I really couldn' t I thought
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maybe I hit my head in the door frame when I went to turn off
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the radio and hallucinated everything, but it was too real and I know it
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happened. My uncle' s car stopped at the door. I was still
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a little dazed. When I gave him the summary of the night, I
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informed my uncle about the attempted robbery and walked with him to where the blanket
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was still outside the fence. He managed to hit me hard in the back
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and let me know that I was already a valuable hire on my way home
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that morning. All I could think about as I walked the road was what
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happened in the car. Yadi at full speed reproduced over and over again the
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combination of fear and emotion kept running through my system. I was counting the
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minutes so I could go back and try the other bastards and see what would
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happen. The sheer intensity of the moment was like a drug. I got
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to sleep a few hours before my brother dropped me off at the youth detention
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center to do my community service. I' ve been distracted all day.
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I practically ran the mile from my home to my uncle' s place.
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That afternoon and just then, a car was coming at full speed down the
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weirdest road ever. I stopped and watched him approach. It was a few
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blocks away and it was hard to see exactly what kind of car it was,
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but the music that sounded from the radio of the car made me stop
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and look unbelieving. It was the green car, the two- door chev.
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The fucker of the night before was drifting out of his lane and headed
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towards me. Now I could see the driver. It was the man with
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the knob his head upside down and swinging from his broken neck through his chest
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like a pendulum. His eyes were fixed on me and I smiled out of
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the moment and ran to the main gate of the minnow. My feet slipped
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on the loose gravel and the music became stronger. I didn' t want
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to turn the wheels of the car hit the gravel road. He was right
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behind me when I reached and grabbed the fence and the car disappeared. He
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grew up I measured the turn to see an empty road. There wasn'
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t even a cloud of dust. At that moment. My uncle left his
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office and shouted a greeting. I gave him a half- healing while he
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was still trying to process what had just happened. My back was wet with
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sweat and I was struggling to catch my breath, while Uncle David was walking
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to let me in. Of course, I could not tell him what had
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just happened, for no sane person would understand. My uncle left earlier than
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the night before, as he didn' t have to go over the rules
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he had already broken. Even after what happened earlier on the road. I
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still wanted to experience being in another damn. The curiosity was overwhelming, so
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I dragged the metal rocking chair from the office porch and sat right in the
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middle of the damn cars. Samuel didn' t follow me. He still
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seemed uncomfortable with that dehuace section and stayed in the office. I felt manic
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and that made me anxious. I' ve never been addicted to any drugs
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in my life, but this is what an addict should feel waiting for his
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next dose. I was trying to decide which car to try. Continuation,
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my eyes continued to look at the Black Minivan, which was almost shattered,
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but for some reason I felt I had to wait until the sun set as
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if it were part of the ritual I looked over my shoulder. The sun
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seemed to go away and then disappeared, but it wasn' t dark yet,
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so I waited for the black minivan door to squeak on its own.
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I had read my mind somehow. These cars were now connected to my thoughts.
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I slipped into the driver' s seat. I had to squeeze myself
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just sns able to sit down, as the passenger side and roof were crushed.
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I sat down and then the door closed by itself. There was a
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moment of doubt, a sense that this was wrong, but the overwhelming desire
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to know about the other bastards overcame everything. My hands found the steering wheel,
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then there was a flash of black and then I was driving in the
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miniban. It was a rainy, wet afternoon. I looked at the radio
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clock and blinked at three o' clock in the afternoon. I couldn'
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t locate the highway I was on. It was large three lanes in both
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directions. Probably one of the interstate highways. My eyes went down to the
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speedometer. It recorded a reasonable speed of sixty- five miles per hour.
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The rain hit the windshield harder. I put them up a little bit more
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for breezes, but they didn' t do much to clear the glass.
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There was a thunderstorm and I then the highway lit up when lightning struck the
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nearby ground. I wanted to see who it was. So I took a
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look at the rearview mirror and saw a woman with red hair under a baseball
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cap. I was probably about thirty- something years old and smiled to see
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if the woman was smiling, too. But then I saw something that made
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that smile go away. In the rearview mirror I saw not only the woman,
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but also a large 18- wheel truck blinking with its lights to get
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me out of the lane. I don' t want to experience that,
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so I tried to let go of the wheel, but I couldn' t.
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It was like my hands were welded behind the wheel, the car wasn
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' t gonna let me out. I tried to close my eyes, but
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I couldn' t do that either. Suddenly, I was no longer expecting
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a euphoric travel experience. My arm muscles hurt as I struggled to release my
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hands and saw the truck fast approaching from behind. In the rearview mirror,
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but I didn' t turn on the flasher or change lane. She was
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one of those stubborn drivers who doesn' t want to change lanes. The
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truck accelerated almost on top of us. I screamed hoping I could somehow impact
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the driver to move, to do something, to try to change what was
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about to happen, but I knew I couldn' t. My sight.
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It passed from the rearview mirror to the windshield through the water mist. I
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could see the brake lights. Someone stopped in front. I stepped on the
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brakes slowing down, but the truck behind me didn' t do it and
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hit me. He crushed me against the truck stopped right ahead. Glasses and
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pieces of metal fell on me. The airbags opened up and then everything went
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dark again. My hands got off the wheel and I fell outside the minivan.
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My face hitting the earth, I crawled crawling from the car. When
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I was about twenty feet away, I turned around and saw the door close.
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My legs felt like gelatin as I staggered and headed back inside the office.
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I collapsed in the chair next to Uncle David' s desk and my
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fingers turned off the air conditioning switch. The next five hours I spent looking
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at myself in a mirror over a gray filing cabinet. The horrible minivan crash
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repeated itself in my brain. My uncle' s car came into the office
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and pulled me out of my trance. Uncle David asked if everything was okay.
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As I walked past him. To the front door. I screamed that
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nothing happened and that I would see him later on the way home. I
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was nervous. My eyes searched the road in search of the green che vivir
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or the black minivan. Every car that approached made me run towards the arsen
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and hide waiting for the vehicle to pass before walking again, which should have
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been a twenty- five- minute walk. It took almost an hour.
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When I finally got home, my mother wanted to know what was going on.
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I couldn' t hide the pale state of shock on my face I
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told her it was nothing, just the lack of sleep and let my bed
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absorb me. When I got to my room, the alarm woke me up
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somehow. I managed to catch a few hours of sleep. Before I went
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to my teaching job, my brother texted me that I was outside and ready
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to take me to the center. I ate a banana and was about to
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go out the front door. When I took a look at our entrance,
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there was a black mini- ban parked in it, the one that had
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no damage and was driving. The night before. I stopped and went to
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the front window and looked through the blinds. My brother' s car was
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on the street waiting for me and the minibana was at the entrance. I
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took a step back blinked a few times trying to clear any insanity that might
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have slipped into my mind before looking out the window. I texted my brother
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again and asked him if there was a van in our driveway. He told
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me to stop joking if I didn' t want to get there. Lately,
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I stepped into the window and looked again. The redhead woman had her
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face pressed against the window and her eyes were black spheres. As he looked
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at me, I got another message he said we' ll take you there.
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The phone fell out of my hands and there was a sound of another
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message. I picked up the phone terrified by what I could read, but
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it was just my brother. Giving me a final warning, I sent him
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a message telling him that I was not feeling well and that I was going
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to miss my community service. That day I heard him walking away and when
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I looked out the front window, the truck was gone, too. I
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went back to bed, but I couldn' t sleep, because I was
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back in the impulse, the strange urge that I needed to sit in one
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of the damned. I can' t explain it, but it was useless
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to fight the impulse. Something was forcing me to go back to the junkyard.
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I didn' t know why. All I knew was that I couldn
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' t resist the desire to get in another goddamn car. I didn'
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t remember leaving my house and walking down the road to my uncle' s
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place. When he let me in the door, I was a little irritable,
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because I wanted to know why the rocking chair was in the middle of
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the cursed. I told him it wasn' t me, which just upset
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him the most, because he couldn' t have been someone else. Remember
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the rules. He just said I fucked my shoulders and told him I'
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d be watching the thieves. That night, my Uncle David issued a final
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warning to do exactly what he was paying me for and nothing else. Then
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he left I left Samuel on the porch of the office. I was snuggled
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near the rocking chair, sitting on the floor in the middle of the fuckers.
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I felt my attention in the most blue the car that caught my attention
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first the one that had the face of a woman who looked at me the
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first day. The door opened and I heard Samuel complain I lowered my head
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and crouched inside the blue car, the one with a hole in the windshield.
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The door closed with a strong blow. I looked around the inside,
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but there was no real damage. The air bag had been activated and all
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the glass on the board gauges was shattered, but otherwise the car did not
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appear to be in a fatal accident. My hands rested on the wheel and
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then my fingers rolled around him. A black curtain rolled all over and then
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was driving in the dark. It was night and I was on a secondary
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road. It could have been anywhere within five hundred miles, as there were
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no signs of buildings or road markers. It was a two- lane road
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that went through a particular place. There were no lampposts and the only light
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came from my headlights. I looked in the rearview mirror to see my face.
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It was the same one I saw in the back window when I was
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walking away from the bastards the first day at work. But this time it
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wasn' t a corpse. Instead, she was a twenty life nanny with
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blond hair and pale blue eyes and a small teddy unicorn hung from the mirror.
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The radio was on, it wasn' t raining and it wasn'
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t speeding either. For a moment, everything seemed fine. Then the lighthouses
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of the massade picked up something later. On the right side of the road
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was a small white car with the hood up. I felt that I was
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playing the brake by slowing down behind the damaged vehicle. Then something strange happened,
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a new twist in the experience of the damned. We get out of
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the car, we look around and we stick our heads out. There was
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no one in the car there. Then I heard the Rubia driver scream if
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anyone needed help there was no answer. Then he pulled out the phone and
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took a photo of the car and his license plate was back behind the steering
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wheel to the key on the ignition and we walked away from the white car
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was about to fasten my seat belt. When I last looked at the white
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car broken down by the rearview mirror, but instead of the car we saw
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someone sitting in the back seat, a man wearing a red ski mask and
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reflective sunglasses. There was a scream. Then I felt a leather belt around
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my neck. Squeezing hard, I couldn' t breathe the stiff leather sank
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into my skin. I had to drop the steering wheel to try to slip
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my fingers under the belt and gain some space to vacuum some air. The
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car roamed the road from left to right, my legs stretched beating the dashboard.
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My heels cracked the meter' s glass. My eyes met the rearview
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mirror again. I was able to see the man wearing a time mask here
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and sunglasses, leaning over the front seat VI, a metal mile marker on
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the left side of the road. With all my strength I stretched my foot
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to hit the throttle and grabbed the steering wheel and accelerated towards the sign.
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The man in a ski mask let go of his belt and crouched behind the
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seats. Just when we hit the steel pole. The air bag exploded.
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Then his voice opened through the sound of the last gasps of the Blonde girl
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and I heard him say I am the red mask of death contemplates my presence.
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Everything went black for a moment and then it was back in the Scrapyard.
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I gasped for air as I fell out of the car, felt something
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damp on my forehead. My hand went up and when I removed it was
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covered with blood, which was my blood. I also felt that my neck
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had been tightened with a rope. That was it. I was finished,
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because I wasn' t just experiencing the deaths of other people I almost died
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this time I was about to dawn and my uncle would be there soon,
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but I didn' t care. I was officially resigning, and I wanted
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to get out of Chatarra' s warehouse. Now seriously, I couldn'
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t go another minute. That place I left for the office. I slammed
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open the door and started looting the room looking for another key to get out
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I searched the filing cabinet. Then I opened all the drawers in my uncle
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' s desk. My hand found the knob in the last drawer on the
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bottom and I opened it. In the drawer was a red ski mask,
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a leather belt and reflective sunglasses. The room started to roll around I took
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a step back and would faint if I didn' t sit the office door.
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My Uncle David I' s eyes opened and met mine. Then his
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eyes went to the desk and open drawer. I was going back to the
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farthest corner of the office. There was no word among us, but I
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knew I knew his secret. My uncle bent his head and grabbed the ski
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mask and put on his reflective sunglasses. If the belt finally spread between both
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hands, as he approached me in the blink of an eye, Uncle David
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went from being an annoying relative to making a threat. He wasn' t
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the middle- aged sloppy guy. Instead, he stood upright with his shoulders
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back. It seemed bigger and his breathing amplified the buphids and snortings of a
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large animal. A predator kept moving forward and said I' m the red
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mask of death. Behold my presence, he struck the belt in his hands
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and sounded like a cracking whip. Samuel appeared at the door and groaned my
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uncle David. It became for a moment a distraction, meaning an opportunity for
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me. I jumped forward and went through my uncle outside the door. I
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rushed to the front door. Passing by my uncle' s car. I
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got to the door, but it was locked I turned around to see Uncle
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David. Approaching big strides, I tried to climb, but my shoes couldn
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' t hold on to the links of the chain. A hand grabbed the
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back of my shirt and threw me down. Then the belt rolled around my
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neck and was being dragged. My heels were trying to dig and my hands
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were lifting up to my throat to free me. But I couldn' t
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stop being dragged. After about 30 meters, being dragged down the ground,
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my uncle stopped, looked around and realized that we were next to the car
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crusher. Then a boot crashed into my ribs. I was almost unconscious and
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through the fog, I saw my uncle open the trunk of one of the
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junk cars. Although I was almost passed out, I knew what I was
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going to do, so I tried to stand up, but I couldn'
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t. My Uncle David approached me the belt once again in his hand.
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Then he stopped and turned to his right. He dropped his belt and raised
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his hands in front of him as if trying to stop something that was getting
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closer to him in blue. The damn car hit my uncle' s body,
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rolling over the hood and bouncing off the roof. Then he fell with
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a blow to the ground about twenty feet away from me, I heard him
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complain about the pain. Then the forklift started, although there was no one
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behind the wheel. I saw him go to my uncle David and slide his
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two hairpins under his body and lift him up. He dropped it in the
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trunk of the car that was meant for me. I managed to stand still
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watching the trunk closed and then the forklift drove through the car and took it
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to the shredder. I saw the car crusher. As the walls closed.
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I looked at the massade and the young woman watched as my uncle' s
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car was slowly compressed, the four walls of the shredder opened to reveal the
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pile of metal that was now my Uncle David' s coffin. The forklift
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pulled him out of the machine and left him in a pile of metal ready
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to be recycled. It was done and the masda started again. The Rubia
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woman at the wheel felt and returned to her place among the other cursed.
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After all the violence and noise, there was now only silence. I stood
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there for a moment and realized that every car I was in was leading me
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to this. The Green chev wasn' t trying to run me over.
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I just wanted to make sure he came back to my uncle' s house
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and put me behind the wheel of one of the bastards. I just picked
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the wrong one, the black van and the message I was saying, we
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' ll take you there. It was about making sure he came back,
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as he had chosen the wrong car. Again, they wanted me to find
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out the truth about my uncle. He' d probably killed before and he
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' d kill again if he didn' t stop somehow. A living person
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had to recognize his bad deeds to complete his punishment. It seemed that the
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cursed and their spectra or spirit communicated with each other, at least in this
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scrapping. I looked at the front door and saw that it was now open
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at this point. I didn' t question it. I was just glad
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it happened. I gave Samuel a last slap on the head, another bowl
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of water and food and started my long walk home. Later that day,
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when I went back to work on my uncle' s undoing, pretending that
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everything was fine, I reported that he wasn' t around, that his
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car was there and the office was looted, but there was no sign of
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my uncle David. For the next week. My uncle' s disappearance was
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important news. The police theory was that it surprised some copper thieves and could
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have been killed and buried anywhere in the county. There was a funeral a
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month later and my mom cried for her brother and then, as it usually
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happens, things went on. My parents ended up adopting Samuel. I think
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he' s a lot happier, being a spoiler or on his couch than,
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instead of a guard dog in a wreck full of ghosts. As for
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me, I got a job at a local restaurant working the night shift.
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On my first day, my manager pointed to the wall with last month'
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s employee photos. I looked at the pictures and the star of February,
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seven months earlier. It was a familiar face. She was the young woman
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driving the bluest. I could only hope that he would now be at peace
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and no longer drive down that dark, lonely road. Tale written and adapted
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by Ramiro Contreras