It's been forever since we walked... it's still far away ?!

-Yes, what an idea to meet there...?! I just hope that this letter is a joke, she said, snatching the letter from my hands... Maybe we can still take a cab, right? !

-Seeing the same shady guy again, no thanks?!  she laughed louder and louder.

I smiled at her,  It's been a long time since we've walked around like this... I say

- we really don't need it... she answers me sadly.

The weather, the landscape, everything disappeared from my memory... 

I was beginning to forget this feeling... Here, even the rain has a spatial odor like a smell that remains engraved in your body and in your memory and sometimes I dream about it at night.this mysterious smell, I always look for its origin but I can't find it.

Hours and hours passed, in the cold and dark forest, we always felt this permanent danger as if something was going to appear nowhere and plunge us in the darkness with it. 

The heavy rain sticks to our skin, the leaves suddenly fall as if they want to show us the right way to the devil's house. 

The paths widen more and more and it seems that it leads nowhere. We follow these tracks until we see the end of the little lake hut .

-this is it, finally?! ...I thought we would never get there in time?!

-How did we get here?

-Now we have to find this famous J, he answers me, waving his right hand without taking his eyes off the path.

-Before, I would have known this road that is familiar to me ... I whisper to her shoulder. She puts her arm around my shoulder and we continue to walk towards the unknown.

When the weather was bad, my friends and I would hide in this house to escape the bad weather. On the one hand, the memory resonated unpleasantly in my chest. my friends ...what friends?! this feeling is the most painful of all ...

but on the other hand .... I'm relieved because I didn't want to come back there anymore but here it's not the case, considering the situation, you understand, don't you?!

the night falls, the old house seems uninhabited as if it had been abandoned for three years or more...

The humidity near the lake made us feel even colder. Smelling that transparent stagnant water smell made us nauseous. Having that impulse that pushes you back, but our bodies paralyzed to move there. 

Something supernatural and even inexplicable was pulling us towards the lake.

Everything is so icy here, like a landscape of bare hills devastating the long rosenwood lake .... on the way to the final destination, as we walked up the steps of the old house, I suddenly heard a noise like a cracking of bronchial tubes behind me: it must be Jessica who wants to make a joke!

-Stop it, it's very funny...are you scaring me?! I yell at her, making fun of her.

-but it's not me, I admit I'm the best at scaring people, but it's not me... she says with concern. 

-We were the only ones on the road, it's not possible.

we are still waiting for this crack! ...

Who's there?! shouts Jessica.

There was silence, then suddenly several cracks were heard behind the trees, hiding a silhouette that was heading towards us.

-Who's there? shouted Jessica again...no one.

There was a heavy branch at my feet.

 Without realizing what I was doing, I grabbed it and, barely lifting it, hit the mysterious person in the head.

Then, I threw again:  Be careful Jessica?! I hit the mysterious person.

-Ahhh! What are you doing there? It hurts! 

The mystery person screamed under his new pain.

Both of us shouted: John?!