Fear in the dark (English Version)

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susurrodelmisterio

💀✔️ Writer of mystery, supernatural, and horror stories based on real events.

2 years ago

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Topics: Culture, Real-life experiences, Shortstory, Horror, Bloghound, ...

A chilling story about how fear can turn a natural paradise into an atrocious scenario, a surprising ending awaits you

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The Director of Corporate Strategy Nick Jackson fainted in front of his employees due to a nervous breakdown, the doctor who treated him at the hospital diagnosed him with a serious case of stress, which is why he recommended taking a few days to walk in natural environments and thus get away from the number of problems that overwhelmed his mind in the office.

At 50 years old, he is a lonely man, burdened with debt, and with a depressing job. His two divorces pretty much left him broke, and that's not counting the reckless spending his 3 kids foist on him whenever they can. Mr. Jackson decided to take medical advice seriously, so he did his best to get away from it all for a while. With the help of the newspaper, he managed to find an ad for a fairly cheap place to rent, located on the outskirts of a small town at the foot of the mountain range.

After a long bus ride, he arrived in town with two bags and camping clothes, just like a young man looking for adventure. There a rather strange man was waiting for him, he was responsible for maintaining and renting the small house on the mountain road.

My name is Damián, he told him when he introduced himself.

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At the same time that she was staring at him with eyes sunken black in a rather emaciated pale face, her eyes did not stop blinking as a result of a kind of nervous tic, surely caused by the same cerebral event that bent her face, and practically deformed and paralyzed her. the left half of his body.

Mr. Jackson stared at him for a few seconds before reacting, somewhat embarrassed by his distraction, he tried to strike up a conversation with Damián, but his cordiality was not reciprocated. In an old wooden cart driven by two black horses, as disheveled as their owner, he traveled a distance of about 5 kilometers until he reached a wooden house with a tiled roof, quite old, but in good condition despite its price. Without saying another word except "goodbye," Damien left Mr. Jackson installed that dark night.

Shortly after dinner, Mr. Jackson began to read a good book by Charles Dickens to enjoy the solitude and peace of this remote place. Without realizing it, he fell asleep slowly lulled by the sparkling of the logs in the fireplace, but his rest time did not last long, a strong blow on the roof abruptly woke him up, while he was still trying to understand what was happening, Mr. Jackson sharpened his hearing, and then he heard as if something very heavy and with claws was walking on the roof, the footsteps seemed to descend towards the window slowly making the wooden beams creak, which released a cloud of fine gray dust with each step.

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Knowing that he was completely alone, and in a place far from any possibility of help, he quickly deduced that going out was not an option, trembling with fear at the thing that stalked him from the ceiling, he looked in all directions, trying to find something that would be served as an intimidating weapon to defend himself, while the strange footsteps advanced without delay in the direction of the window.

An ancient wrought-iron poker was the best he could find, so he stood just below the window to await the inevitable encounter, his heart sinking in sheer terror, raising his blood pressure to levels far higher than he'd expected. any man can bear. Just as he was about to face the unknown, sharp pain in his chest immobilized his left arm and collapsed Mr. Jackson's body onto the rug. He tried in vain to gasp for help as he slowly passed out in pain.

The next morning, Damián found the body of Mr. Jackson with purple lips, tongue sticking out and all the characteristics of a natural death due to a heart attack. Meanwhile, outside the house, a furry sloth was sleeping on the roof near the window, apparently the branch it was holding on broke and caused it to fall onto the roof in the middle of the night.