XXXI. Hope's doubts

It has been 1 month, that voice and those eyes have not stopped appearing in my dreams, during each week that has finished something new is added in that image, I step from being two simple eyes, to have ears and tail, along with a muzzle, but, even that being was not complete.

The nights seem to be so long and chaotic I usually wake up very quickly above all I remain upset, soaked with sweat and with chills, I do not know what that is, but it disturbs me, tries to talk to me, but, something in me prevents me from listening to him, I only cry, I despair and wake up.

During that time, I also had no news of my grandparents, I needed to see them, know something about them, but, there was no way that I could communicate, hidden from everyone one of those nights in which I was supposed to have been sheltered in my room supposedly to study, I left the campus, and took rumbó home in the hope of finding some clue, I arrived with a great emotion thinking that I could fin