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In a nightmare/JC. Molina
The lump in my throat that I was able to get rid of about thirty minutes ago, after crying on my brother's shoulder until I got a nagging migraine, returns the instant those words reach my ears."I thought they didn't think it was real." Little museum, my voice breaking a bit."We know you didn't do very well with the Victor," Lara mentions, approaching us with her arms crossed at chest level, "but we found some things in the trunk and..." We believe you.-What did you find? - I ask curious.Roman, Linda, and Lara share a hesitant look before responding.—Your white vans.—"The supernatural season you couldn't find the other day," his girlfriend's blonde seconds.—A couple of your dog's toys... —And another bra—, concludes the coyote."Oh," that's all that comes out of my mouth."Plus, there's the fact that Mac found Juana's heirloom," Lara adds in a casual tone.-What? I spat, eyes wide as I landed on top of my brother. You found it? Why did you not tell me? Where did you find it? Wh
Last Updated : 2022-08-30C52
In a nightmare/JC. Molina
"Just remember this: The place." They should track down The place.“Melido, they're coming.” “We have to go,” Juana informs out of nowhere, her voice sounding a bit far away.So at that moment, there is only static."Juana... Juana!"With a lot in my throat, I allow Mac to hold the amp up to the radio and call out to the young woman he cherishes to no end. In the meantime, I silently guarantee that, whatever it is and whatever it costs, I will track down the place. I will effectively recover Melido and Juana.About an hour after our extremely short conversation with Juana and Melido over the radio in the Jeep, my brother and I got into my vehicle with mixed feelings. From one perspective, we're happy to say they exist, amplified by the open door we needed to converse with them; on the other hand, we are miserable for not having had more opportunity to hear their voices, for how last the second one was, and, moreover, we are confused by Melido's request, by the unexpected end of our vi
Last Updated : 2022-08-30C53
In a nightmare/JC. Molina
He hasn't been in the bathroom long, which is why I'm surprised to see Jorge pacing around and around like a confined lion in the forlorn hallway overflowing with storage spaces and lack of lighting.“Hello,” he lets out as a greeting right now, the latrine entrance closing behind me, hugging the journal bound in dark cowhide with one hand against my chest, while with the other I hold the currently empty glass of squeezed orange, I have no idea why I haven't ruled it out yet. Likewise, I have no idea why I took the book with me, I could have passed it on to the ladies to deal with.Jorge plugs evaporate and takes a look at me. He expresses a calm greeting, returning my greeting and closing the distance that isolates him from me with a solitary step."Mac let me know you'd be in the library, however I went there and the young ladies let me know you came to the bathroom," he lights me up in the center regarding a smile, keeping his phone in the back pocket of his jeans. . I hope you don
Last Updated : 2022-08-30C54
In a nightmare/JC. Molina
Despite the fact that things with Jorge didn't end the way I would have enjoyed and his response to our separation wasn't amazing, I don't feel like I suspected it would, tragic and like the most terrible individual on the planet, however I do feel liberated and amazingly convinced that I can get everything I propose, for example, find what The place is, bringI open my eyes.The sky is clear, the sun is at its highest point, the birds fly freely and sing loudly. It's a great and nice day.I lower my gaze and a feeling of disorder dominates me from head to toe.I'm in the suburbs, standing square in the middle of the road. The houses next to me are nice, excellent, most are single story and all have a front terrace with new, green grass, there are also a lot of green trees that give ample shade.A few meters in front of me is a sign to read carefully: — 35 annual festivals in the area. Day of the place. Saturday at 4 pm,—and it hangs high when held from the corners by ropes that were
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In a nightmare/JC. Molina
As I found in my fantasy, some jolly ponies are smeared with a blood-red substance, with the main contrast being that substance has so far evaporated and is no longer depleted on the ground."She's old," Roman clarifies, holding her hand.Saying nothing, Mac conveys the intimidation of climbing the joyous go round, perhaps fully determined to see beyond what the fallen tree limbs, dead leaves, and cobwebs allow, rather than the second that his hand comes into contact with one of the cylinders that the merry round lights up by itself and begins to go to the bazaar song that reverberates through its speakers. Mac puts a hand on his chest before the alarm it caused him.After two seconds, four sets of eyes were on me once more."I sat idle," I protect myself, raising my hands and half shrugging."Looks like we're getting into a horrible thriller," I hear Lara mumble before turning to walk away.The others do the same, diverting. I choose to follow Lara, figuring she's the nastiest of the
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