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It was five in the morning on a damp Saturday in Holy week, on a lonely road that seemed to lead nowhere but the city of Albacete. A tired tall man, probably in his twenties; walks on the sidewalk approaching a motorcycle, almost broken to the point of no repair. He kneels to get a better look, letting his dark brown hair fall in front of his tired, moody, dark eyes. With his eyes smothered by the hair, he brushes it off with his right hand, hoping to see things differently. The thick, bright red coat he…-
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Carlos lay face up below a tree's shadow right after the quake that made him wake up from the weird dream; or more so nightmare, drowning a terrified scream as he got up from the ground, pupils shrunken. He looked around in search of anything or anyone. A dense forest lay before him with tall trees that seemed to never stop growing taller the more Carlos looked at them. It appeared he was in the forest’s entrance. The creatures hidden amongst the tops of the many trees and thorny bushes, which did not…
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