Diego, a 25-year-old young man, lived a carefree and totally selfish life, rather than freedom, he had turned it into debauchery. He seemed to have no purpose in life other than to attend as many parties and discos as possible. Money was no problem for him, he had enough to live this and two other lives, he was one of the heirs to the fortune of his great-uncle Bruno Barrios, which included a beautiful house called Casa Barrios and an old factory that still He made a lot of money, but the money from the sale of his part of the factory interested him more. The latter, added to the inherited money, was a true fortune.
Diego was a vain, individualistic and mean type, he did not do anything that was not for his own benefit. His superficial and selfish demeanor attracted her to similar people whom he could hardly call his "friends." He was always surrounded by people, but in reality, since he separated from his parents, he had always been alone. The objective of each party was to have a new conquest, Diego always chose an attractive woman, because to tell the truth he was also one, he spent the whole night seducing women showing off his wealth and good physique, promising them this world and the other. Most of the time it worked, and he ended the night in his apartment or a nearby luxurious hotel sharing a bed with his new conquest.
One night, he was celebrating his 26th birthday together with his friends, Diego was alone, and for the first time he seemed to be meditating on his future, he turned his gaze to the dance floor, and there, in the middle of the dancing crowd, there was a beautiful woman simply motionless, who stared at him with a flirtatious look; But he was indifferent and almost disinterested, he looked down at her floor for a moment and when he picked her up again, he was surprised to see that beautiful young woman standing right in front of him. He had crossed the dance floor and the ever-moving crowd, all in just an instant; but the amazement did not last long, because the beauty of the young woman was captivating, she was as beautiful as it was mysterious, her body was statuesque, brunette with curly brown hair, green eyes and clothes so provocative that it did not leave much to the imagination. She seemed to be a magazine model, she was simply the most beautiful woman Diego ever saw. She approached him and sat next to her, little time passed before the friendly and innocent conversation turned into a game of seduction and flirting. It was something strange, because he was always the seducer. As expected, that night would end in a waste of sex and lust, as much or more than Diego used to.
Although the night had turned out wonderfully, the next morning something was different. Diego was alone in bed, her mysterious and beautiful companion was no longer at his side, this time, he had been the object used and discarded. Intrigued and stunned by a severe headache from the night before, he got up from the bed in search of the beautiful young woman, whose name he did not even know. After a short and fruitless search, he went to the bathroom to wash himself, and it was there that he found the message that would change his life completely. On the bathroom mirror, written in scarlet red lipstick, the message read: “Welcome to the world of AIDS. Welcome to Hell. If you want a second chance, call my father 2999 - 1666 ”. Diego was incredulous at that sinister message, he could not believe it, it will be one of those stories that only happen to a friend of a friend and that everyone knows are never true. But for him, that was the new truth about him. That same day he was tested for HIV, the test came back negative. Diego breathed with relief, he was convinced that it had been a very heavy joke in bad taste, perhaps committed by one of his friends. He did not give much importance to that event, which after a few weeks became part of oblivion.
More than a year had passed, and Diego was admitted to a hospital due to a simple flu that had turned into a serious pneumonia. Among the tests they were doing was also the HIV test; To make sure of the results, they had done them three times; in all three, the result was always the same: positive. Diego felt completely destroyed, his world as he knew it was falling apart, he remembered with anger that young woman, the cause of his suffering, he cursed her again and again, it was hard for him to believe that it was happening to him, he was going to die.
Alone, bedridden in that languid hospital, in the midst of so many laments and curses, he remembered that number, How could he have a second chance when calling the father of that young woman? How? he didn't know it, but he had nothing to lose by trying. He took out his phone and started calling that number ... he didn't know what to expect, but at least he wanted to know who was causing his misfortune. A grave, almost inhuman voice answered on the other end of the line:
Hi Diego, I've been waiting for your call, I know you want a second chance.
But who are you? How do you know that I am the one who is calling you?
I know everything, I am your true savior, I can offer you what you want, you just have to ask me
Don't give me that please, I'm not kidding, so if you don't have anything better to tell me then ...
Very good Diego, then I will see you in your dreams ...
The call was cut at that moment. Diego tried to call again but the line was always busy. He did not pay much attention to the matter and put the phone aside. As the night deepened, so did the sleep, it wasn't long before he fell asleep, it was such a deep sleep, almost like a possession, it seemed that his mind freed itself from his body and began to rise ...
That more than a dream seemed to be a vision, the enigmatic character on the other side of the phone was fulfilling his promise to the full, now he was visiting Diego within his dreams. Both were in a total void, Diego felt very lucid, he knew it was not just a dream, and that character was right in front of him. But despite the proximity it was impossible to glimpse any feature. The entity was surrounded by a dense dark fog that only left a dark silhouette to be seen. That sepulchral voice did not wait:
I am here, as I promised you - said that strange and disturbing being -
What do you want of me? Why am I going through all this?
I want to give you the chance of a lifetime, I can give you anything you want, you just have to ask me.
Everything? anything? - Diego asked, amazed. Where is the trap? What do I have to give you in return? Do you want my soul?
There are many questions, but it all depends on what you want and the amount of your wishes, the more you ask me, the higher the price - said that ghostly figure, almost hiding a smile.
Diego thought about the proposal made for a moment, he had already heard before about those who make a pact and end up losing their souls; not that he believed in such banalities, but the truth did not want to risk it. He always believed himself to be someone very smart, so he wanted to get more than benefited from this situation. He pondered it for a moment, and then he negotiated with his ghostly companion:
I only want three wishes - He said confidently.
Tell me and I will tell you the price to pay - that voice whispered anxiously
These are my requests:
1. I want to have eternal life, not grow old, be beautiful and have my beautiful 25-year-old body forever.
2. I want to have enough money to splurge on whatever I want, without ever having the need to work or having to worry about where it comes from or lack of it.
3. I wish that no one, without exception, can be the owner or owner of my soul, which will belong to me only and to no other being than me, and that includes you especially.
These are my wishes, now tell me your price.
So I can never have your soul? Okay, there are three wishes and the price you will have to pay is three souls, but not just any souls, I want three souls that have been tortured by you to death.
Do you want me to torture three people?
Let it be the three that you want, I do not care, and to facilitate your task, you will have health and enjoy my impunity, regardless of the crime you commit, no one can ever blame you for it. we have a deal?
Deal - Diego said after thinking about it for a moment.
That fog began to cloud even more and to move in a swirling way getting bigger, the voice inside it resounded with a crash:
You will have exactly 30 days of health and impunity, you must fulfill your mission in that period, after that you will die, and if you have not fulfilled you will belong to me forever.
Chilling laughter flooded that place. Diego floated away quickly until he fell back into his own body. At that moment he woke up feeling much better, he knew that it had not been just a dream and now, he knew perfectly what he had to do.
One by one the days passed slowly and inexorably. Diego kept thinking about how to carry out his part of the deal. Not that he was afraid of the idea of torturing and killing another person, on the contrary, for he had always been intrigued by having such power over someone. The problem itself was that the opportunity did not present itself, until that Friday night arrived, one in which his habitual conquest would be for much more than a moment of carnal pleasure.
He knew it would be difficult to accomplish his goal in his apartment, where the walls were never thick enough to muffle noises and being surrounded by so many nosy neighbors, his task would be simply impossible. But he opportunely reminded himself of that old property, Casa Barrios, the forgotten inheritance of his great-uncle Bruno. Uninhabited for several years, it was only visited by the person in charge of the maintenance of the place, a visit that could be easily interrupted.
Diego did not hesitate and went with his victim to the place. After his usual tribute of sex, he subdued his victim and took her to the basement, which, being so deep and isolated, was almost sound proof, it seemed to be made for this type of situation, it was simply the perfect place . He left the girl there, tied tightly to a chair hand and foot while she planned her dire fate. Diego went round and round in her head, the energetic cries of that unhappy woman in supplication for her liberation were heard as background music, it didn't take long for Diego to get fed up with those screaming screams. He approached her and without any show of emotion from her began to hit her repeatedly, almost to the point of making her faint. Then, when her blows had rendered her almost immobile, he sewed her mouth to make sure he never heard those deafening screams again. Once this was done, he noticed a pair of pruning shears that were in the place, it was as if someone had left them there for him, a voice inside him said: “use them”, he took them and without hesitation, began to amputate him The fingers of the young woman's hands, she cut them one by one, causing her unbearable pain, the desperate girl totally forgot about the threads that sewed her mouth and tried to scream as loud as she could, but by doing so, the only thing she managed to do It was tearing his lips, he managed to open his mouth but the thread did not give way, but his lips did.
Scraps of skin and tissue that were previously her fleshy lips, hung from her mouth, an enormous amount of blood flowed from her mutilated hands, she was immobile, overwhelmed with so much pain.
Then, in an act that was nothing more than pure evil, Diego took a high-flame lighter, and after securing the remains of his hands very well, he began to burn until almost charring the ten wounds where his fingers used to be. The young woman, with her mouth and hands mutilated, simply was not able to bear that suffering, her body tried to shut down, momentarily losing consciousness, regaining it only when Diego hit her in order to make her react so that she witnessed another grotesque act on his part. captor: Diego took the ten severed fingers, and began to cook them in oil and spices in a small kitchen that was strategically located in the place, he cooked them until they were completely fried. He served them on a plate with their respective dressings and began to eat them, savoring them slowly in front of the young woman, devouring them to the bone, he seemed to really enjoy that despicable delicacy.
First, he had forced her to see him eat, but then, realizing that it is rude to eat without inviting another, he asked her to open her mouth, but when the young woman refused, she tore off the pieces of her lips that hung and did not agree. with that, I beat her until she broke some of her teeth, then forced her to eat her own fingers. The young woman was on the verge of succumbing, she begged her executioner for her death, instead, Diego took the lighter again placing it between the young woman's legs, lit the flame at medium power, immediately pulling out insufferable screams of pain, her skin became It contracted as a result of the fire, showing the meat to the perfect crimson red color that slowly blackened in the heat of the flame, the body fat that emerged did nothing but fan the flame, burning and charring the area until the blood no longer flowed. .
The young woman's throat had already exceeded her limit, completely torn from her, she only opened her disfigured mouth without being able to emit any sound, while Diego continued to burn small portions of her body in an arbitrary pattern. No more than an hour passed before she stopped moving, at last her death welcomed her. Sixteen hours of torture had passed, Diego did not even know his name, he never really cared, the only important thing is that he had already fulfilled his first objective, and in fact, he had enjoyed it much more than he ever imagined. He began to dig a pit in the basement to bury that disgusting and disfigured body, now he only needs two more souls.
Two days passed before the executioner chose his next victim. The procedure was the same, a beautiful young woman was seduced again by the gallant for the ritual night of sex and lust. This time, Diego took the trouble to know the name of his victim. Angela was equally subjected as her predecessor, tied hands and feet to the same metal chair, she was left locked in that dire basement. Diego did not take long to return, Angela did not stop screaming in anguish pleading for help, Diego was bothered by her screams and to silence them, she sealed her mouth with self-adhesive tape. She used a pair of scissors to cut her clothes and leave her totally naked, then, with a dropper, she began to slowly pour drops of hydrochloric acid, which is capable of corroding metal, pouring a drop on different parts of the body. Her skin melted into effervescent pools of blood and the acid crept slowly until it corroded her flesh. The acid was applied to her legs, breasts, nipples, arms, hands, abdomen, and even her genitals. The screams silenced by that tape did not wait, the pain and suffering of the young woman were more than evident. This done, Diego took it by her head and with a pair of staples, he nailed his eyelids to her skull, making it impossible for him to close her eyes, those beautiful blue eyes. He took the acid-filled dropper again and holding her head tightly, dropped a couple of drops into each eye.
Needless to say, Angela was writhing in pain; his eyes began to melt on contact with the acid, that beautiful blue color disappeared when a whitish liquid mixed with blood slowly slid down his cheeks, thick and viscous as the wax melted down to the heat of the candle flame. Angela began to convulse, the pain was too overwhelming for her, the seizures were accompanied by regurgitation reflexes, but having her lips sealed with duct tape, the vomit could not come out and her lungs filled with liquid. Angela choked on her own vomit.
Upon seeing his work finished, Diego began to dig a second grave in the basement where he would bury his new victim. The torture had lasted only eight hours, it ended earlier than expected and he felt somewhat frustrated at not having more time to do everything he wanted. He had already finished with two, now he only needed one to meet his quota.
Twenty-seven days have passed and Diego's health begins to decline, the pneumonia is gradually gathering strength, he knows that he does not have much time before his deadline expires. He has not been home in weeks, he did not even leave Casa Barrios, he knows that no one is looking for him, his friends hardly notice his disappearance without giving it much importance, and his family can go months without having contact with them without cause them the least concern. He is alone, he knows it and he always knew it.
That morning, three days before her stipulated deadline expired, María, the person in charge of cleaning and maintaining Casa Barrios, shows up for her trivial tasks. She does not notice Diego's presence in her house, until he surprises her from behind her, hitting her head hard with a log. María loses consciousness and falls to the ground, now she is at Diego's total disposal.
María is a much larger woman than the previous young women, therefore it is much more difficult for Diego to maneuver her body even when she is unconscious. He strips her of all her clothes, but not being able to go down the basement stairs carrying her, he takes her to the back garden. He sits her on the ground with her back to a tree, ties her hands around the trunk of it and also ties her feet, which are spread out on the ground; she gags her tightly and makes sure that even if she wakes up, she will not be able to make any sound. Having already placed Maria in her place and taking all the pertinent precautions from her, he awakens her by pouring a bucket of boiling water all over her body. María shudders and wakes up with deeply reddened skin and as Diego had anticipated, since she is tied with her back to the tree and heavily gagged, she is unable to move or make any audible sound more than one meter away.
Diego's physical state was already decadent, he was very limited because he could not make more physical effort. He took a razor and began to make small cuts that were not very deep in every part of Maria's body that he wanted. Maria's skin was beginning to blister from the burns, the pain from the cuts was nothing compared to the burning of the sores all over her body. Diego observed her surroundings and after a short search, he went to the kitchen, from where he returned with several bottles, began to pour liters and liters of honey on Maria's lacerated body, until he had emptied all the bottles. . This, to some degree, gave temporary relief from the pain of the burns, but the evil thing about the play was that the honey was attracting an army of fire ants. Maria was enslaved next to a huge nest of ants, thousands and thousands of them seemed to make battle formations and parade towards the honey poured on the woman's body. An army that slowly and relentlessly collected her sweet loot, filling in thousands of painful stings at the same time. The mere scurrying of ants on that sore skin was already unbearable.
The open blisters on the skin made it easier for the honey to enter them, as well as in those cuts made previously, this caused the ants to tear off small pieces of sweetened skin, pieces as small as the head of a pin. but as painful as pulling your nails with your teeth.
Diego knew that little by little the ants would finish his work and he left Maria in charge of them. He left the scene in search of medical help. Her third and final victim was ready, although he never really saw her die.
He was admitted that same day to the local hospital, the pneumonia was getting worse every moment. Almost agonizing, he remembered that number 2999 - 1666, he began to call ... no one answered on the other side. He felt cheated, he had fulfilled his part of the deal but no one else had fulfilled him. The three days passed and Diego lost the battle against his illness. He died just as he had been predicted thirty days before. When he died, his soul began the walk through the chasm. After his endless descent into the pit, he met his negotiator, the one who had offered him immortality and who, in his opinion, had not fulfilled:
What am I doing here? - Diego said with an enraged tone - I should be alive.
Do not rush, Maria took three days to die and in the end she died just moments before you, I just wanted to be sure that you would meet the deadline. In addition, to have a young and eternal body you first had to get rid of that sickly that you possessed.
I have done my part, now do yours and give me those three wishes
I admit that you have, you have fulfilled here are your three wishes:
1. Your soul is free now, it won't belong to anyone but you.
2. You will have all the money you need from here to eternity, when you wake up you just have to look in the right pocket of your pants and there you will find it.
3. You will also have youth and eternal life, you will possess your beautified body of 25 years, healthy and strong, you will never die or grow old. But you have to wait three days for this because no one is allowed to rise from the dead before those three days.
Diego was pleased, he knew that he was obtaining what he longed for so much; all that effort was finally paying off. He remained in limbo for three days, and as he had been promised, on the third day he woke up. Diego was dying to meet his new future.
Slowly his eyes widened. The darkness was total. His body was numb from lack of movement. Little by little he was recovering life and little by little the horror also increased to infinity. He was confined in a confined space, there was hardly any room for him. Feeling desperately around him, she realized that his fear was coming true. The walls padded with cotton and linen confirmed the reality of him, he was inside his coffin, buried ten feet underground. Tearing screams of fear and help began to emerge from that previously inert body, screams that were muffled by the walls of the coffin, such screams were only comparable with those that his victims had made before. In a hint of hope, he began searching his pockets for a phone… he found nothing. But in the right pocket of his pants there was something: a penny, it was not a fortune, but he surely would never need more than that being in there. As time passed, the air thinned, the oxygen slowly ran out, that was not a concern because he knew that he could not die; But nevertheless, when the air was exhausted, he began to suffocate slowly, the lack of oxygen in his lungs made him writhe in anguish in search of a breath of air, he was suffocating, but death never came and would never come. He was confined to an eternal agony from which it was impossible for him to escape, he would suffocate for eternity.
He was totally alone, as he had been in all his life; but not for long, because in time, the worms that would move under his skin would be the company that would never leave him.
Diego wanted to be smart and selfishly benefit from the situation as he had done in his entire life, he tried to take advantage of someone who was smarter than him, and in the end he created his own downfall because his desires, being so selfish, had condemned him He never realized that by making a wish that was not for himself, he would save himself from all suffering.
His three wishes were fulfilled:
1. Eternal life, he would never die.
2. All the money he could need
3. His soul would never belong to God or any Devil, only to him from here to eternity.