jueves, 10 de enero de 2013

Town of dammed 8 (Real del Oro)

In the mind and the soul there is doors, some, is better to leave them closed...

The nightmare continues think Carmen, while watching the new room, the same room where years ago her boyfriend suicide, even the rope hanging from the ceiling, is she gradually realizes account that had not thought about this in at least 5 years, is easy to forget that hurts, too deep, this makes you think Carmen, but how you think before the smelly room where a rope hangs in the middle of this, she tries to make memory, recall those moments, but is unable to display a strange silhouette hung with a broken neck, which observes with attention with Crystal eyes frozen in the last moment of life, suddenly they are turned in his direction, she was petrified, feels something on his stomach, it is cold and hard, it's the feeling of pure terror;

-No one has purchased life-

said the corpse;

-what you see today tomorrow is only a handful of bones and dust, there is beauty, there is no intelligence, or there is pain, only there is that feeling of what was and will not...-

She walks away, she should stay away, to flee if necessary;

-If, as you always flee...-

He said the voice of the rotten corpse, she finally starts to remember;

-not scape, I could not reach...-

the corpse sees him;

-If you had been here, everything would have been different...-

Carmen realizes, his stomach leaves the feeling of cold by fire, blazing fire in her womb;

-forgive me-

reaches to say before you spit fire from its bowels, if fire, but what emerges is a thick, hazy and green liquid, it is difficult to vomit and more when you have eaten anything, once you finished vomiting, open your eyes well, the rope remains in place, hung and immovable, there is no corpse, no nothing, it is only your imagination so corrupt as your body that has not eaten anything, you realize that perhaps these hallucinations field your psyche its broken to pieces as a broken glass, perhaps, but hallucinations are fantasies, get up, remember that your friends you do not you see horror movies, not why you scared, if not for that you know true terror, so that terror stop as children's films to those movies, but you know that hearing voices, wandering in towns forgotten and mysterious, full of ghosts from the past, those that you don't want to see back to the eyes, some of them, you abandon them for a long time...

-i... leave you...-

Carmen finally remembers, she promised to arrive that night, but she didn't, it was then that succeeded the tragedy;
-all floats, all float...-

say a white face and red nose clown to a child, the child smiles and stretch your hand to catch a balloon;
-that is not true, no one fleet, rather than that you sink...-

Carmen breaking television with the axe, that mysteriously went up in single says, goes to the door and opens, only to see a woman carried her son's hand...

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