My return.

I achieved my goal. I got promoted. I am now the manager of a company. I have more money than usual, but where was my life? She stayed there, 18 hours away. There is my family, my friends, my habits... so many memories.

I'm looking at the glow of the moon in the stillness of the water of the lake and I wonder... is what I have now worth losing what I had before?

No. No. No. No... it's not worth the price I'm paying now. To have money, to have property, to have material goods, luxuries and other things and not have someone waiting for me at home with a good cup of coffee, with one of his worst jokes to make me laugh out of grief.

Moon friend, in this night, in this stillness of your waters, I have been able to realize that I could have achieved all this there with a little more time, but everything I had over there I have not been able to get in all these years.

I have decided, I am leaving, I will leave everything I have come to look for here and I will try to recover my life lost in these five years. There is no welfare, no luxuries, no money to make me feel in my heart the fullness of life I had there.

Accompany me, my dear moon, to continue walking. Let us go now to my happy life from before.

I’m about to turn around but I find myself face to face with him. I have him right in front of me and now he is without the book. I can finally see his eyes, they are red, hidden under those clear glass glasses are the bloodiest pair of eyes I have ever seen in my life.

Suddenly without a word I felt a chilling chill run through my body. I felt something penetrating my abdomen with force, without pain and immediately something warm gushed from my body and slid down my open coat.

I looked down to see something glistening in the hands of the man who had previously held the book over his face, some kind of sharp knife in his hands, and he was holding it close to me and thrusting it toward my body with force. My hands, protected with my beige gloves, were now on the knife he was pushing hard into me, covered in red just like the eyes of this reader, of this man who made me think he was concentrating on that book. Sitting on the bench where I simply passed by.

Now I realize, that he did look at me when I passed by, that he did lift his gaze from the book to watch the path I was taking.

Now I regret not having been more curious about that man alone, on that bench, wanting to make it seem that he was reading his book. While he was actually hunting, he is a predator. He hunts in the dark for people like me who don't give a damn about people who look like they are doing something and don't really do it.

Now come to my mind the memories of all that was lost by coming to a place that would give me another standard of living.

But this way of life has taken everything of mine, my family, my friends, my evenings of laughter and now to finish... it has taken my life.

Little by little the light of my friend the moon went out for me. She would no longer accompany me in life on my walks in the park, now accompaning me in my cold and lonely nights because now is when I am resting for eternity.

Now I have more time to walk, but I walk alone, there are no more smiles for me from anyone. There will be no more afternoons of laughter with the people I left behind to come and climb the ladder. Was it worth it to have had these 5 years of opulence? It was worth it that now they don't remember me with nostalgia either, because I was away for so long.

I don't know why this fate befell me. What is certain is that now this is my route and I cannot..  return home.

My dear readers, today I got out one of the stories I normally write about. Today one of my usual tales come out, one about the criminal mind. Perhaps I get a little carried away with the murder stories I can read in my leisure time…

It's not that I have killer instincts, it's just that I've always been drawn to forensic medicine and I read how many crimes happen in real life, of people who are innocent and never imagined that they would meet in their lives with psychopathic people who take advantage of opportunities, the right place and the right time to execute their paranoia and they do it with people who apparently never thought it could happen to them.

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