Good, gentucilla! Thanks for remember my birthday, although I have to tell you that today is my saint if you want to congratulate jajajaja Although an atheist like me hehe. In case I forget, congratulations pinguigeli! I've heard that today is your birthday hehe.
Nothing, to see if you like the new chapter.
PS: this goes for if anyone knows Catalan. How do you say in Castilian "to palpentes? You'll see because I say so. It wanted to put it in the chapter, but not come out! Aggg! So annoying! I can not speak jodeer Thank you!
7 - The past is always present
; It was late at night when Michael opened the door of his house and threw the keys to the dinner table, then let you drop on the couch. Came to him in the dark because the whole neighborhood's electricity was gone a few minutes ago, just when he returned for the callre "was already old for stop saying all the time: mom." Getting undressed only black stretch trousers to sleep. Recalled to set the alarm had not eaten, but I was so tired I thought about quitting for the next day. Returning to stop the clock on the table that was next to his bed he heard a little punch. At first thought it was noise to stop the clock on the table. However, I listened again, but now had been stronger. Something rang in any wood surface. Gavehen the last step down the noise stopped. He stood in front of the door. Something or someone behind. It was something I sensed, despite not seeing any silhouette through the translucent glass. I was terrified, but what worried him was that there was no echo. It was then returned power to illuminate the street and took Michael to open the door. What he saw on the ground left him breathless: Otto , the Samoyed his neighbor Eric, lying in the doorway out on a pool of blood, a red highlighted even more with their hair extremely blank. He glanced at his door, which was scratched on the bottom right. He had been the dog in a last effort had asked for help scratching your door. Just when reacted and began to move, a terrible blow in the chest knocking him down several feet back. He turned his head on the floor when he fell backwards and sat a bit stunned to see the silhouette of a rather portly man in the doorway.
- No! - Shouted Michael sitting up in bed while mandsp;
A white light on the ceiling and blinked to light, as if to complain about not wanting to, gave a welcome Emmet consciousness, while I noticed that the dark and sleep gave him a small respite before the next visit.
- Emmet, how are you? - Redhead nurse asked a white dress which hid Volupttir heard without understanding what it said.
- I'm not sure what happened to you, but I think someone rammed at an intersection and fled. Anyway, now when the police come give you more details - said the friendly nurse fiddled while the dropper.
- What happens to me?
- You may see a bit dizzy from the medication and all goed an almost emaciated image of the bearer. Drew closed the door while looking at how Emmet away by the window watching the cutouts of skyscrapers in the gray sky.
- Do you think like me? - Hunter asked once in the hall way out.
- Yes, we lied.
- But why? "Qui & eacute n just been lying when he hit? - Asked Hunter missed.
- do not know. I wish to call me because something hidden ...
Michael, wearing a white apron and a small cap of the same color, give it a couple of pot shotsnutmeg to it fall into the container where he was preparing the white sauce to use for the lunch menu. Slowly moving in circles wooden spoon which served to stir the sauce when he again began to remember the nightmare of that night. He sighed as he closed his eyes. So he decided to take a drink to unwind.
- What's the matter, honey? - Debbie asked to see him sitting at the bar a little depressed.
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Suddenly, the expression of disappearing tensed Debbie with his characteristic smile as he received all customers.
- What happens? - Debbie whispered as he looked furtively at other people who were in the bariend end that conversation. Felt a chill to remember - Do not say anything, you know how to put this item.
Justin, who was lying down, began to wake up because someone did not stop moving the bed, a bed too small. I was in a tiny room that had a window facing the bed, a gundark river completely out of tune with the desktop and light-colored chair next to him. The walls were completely bare, although they had a couple of small cracks, probably very little water near the door.
He rubbed his eyes before stretch and at first did not recognize where I was. When light and eyelids, which seemed to weigh heavily, he saw that Stephen was left sitting on the bed. His first reaction was to lift the sheets with the face of panic to see if she was naked, but luckily he was clothed. A white shirt, which had been huge, and black shorts that do not reknown as theirs.
- I've left the self, and calm, nothing happened last night. I slept on the couch. As you could see the two would not fit in the bed - Stephen said, laughing to read his mind to Justin - Sorry I can not offer breakfast, but I have to go.
- What time is it?
- The ten and a half.
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- Want money for a taxi?
- No, I have, but thanks anyway.
Justin buttoned his jacket and both stared, not knowing quite how to say goodbye. Justin looked back at the clock and finally gave him a handshake.
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; peeping Ethan Cody, who sat opposite him, while going over some papers in his office. It was a very attractive guy and very friendly. He was surprised at the transformation of the young man who came to the hostel for a couple of years with a history of violence behind them. Beat, robbed, insulted ... In short, an extortiondo not leave here, huh? I always said that here there was no "fuckable." Briefly told me that all you were ugly. I guess now he has found "new flesh" as will all of us - while Ethan said Cody could see how nervous the pen moving.
- Oh ... - That was all he managed to say.
At that time, the office door opened further ungodliness Ethan poisoning with r
Cody went through the side of Stephen looking him up and down without any pretense with a twinkle in his eyes. Perhaps Ethan's plan to create your beast to give final result.
- Why the hell are you doing all this Justin? - Asked Stephen sitting in front of the desk chair once Cody was gone.
CHTMLXRFID or tell you what you already know.
- Is that the best you have? - Ethan asked laughing - would be your word against mine.
- Have you forgotten that we were maybe three? And I have proof ... believe me I have.
- What if I do not? - Ethan asked defiantly. CH
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