Chapter 1.

Seeing and not seeing.

I was born inside a void and I return to it calmly, because in the present you see me, but if you take a look at the past you will fall apart, I want to be eternal in essence, but never physically

On the other hand, I want to see your real self even if you never focus on it or on your life; that is why while everyone is sleeping deeply, I wonder what I am, the window is open, the curtains move in the cold air current, but when I look out of said window I see that a body was being dragged along the asphalt leaving an obvious trail of blood and skin, so I froze…

And then, the obvious murderer looked up and his eyes connected with mine, a smile between his teeth with a small whisper that the wind brought to my ears: go to sleep or nightmares will devour you; the victim's body was not only dripping blood, but leaving part of the skin torn in the road.

Then I heard a knock on my bedroom door… there was someone on the other side… in the darkness my gaze returned to the door and I ran to bed and locked myself under the covers, shortly after, the sound of sirens was heard followed by some screams down the avenue… I pretended I was waking up when the door opened and then I heard my grandfather say: My God boy… Close that window, ¿can’t you hear the sirens?

It seems there is a murderer loose in the city and he stole a young boy from his bed, they found the cut body at the end of the avenue, but the largest pool of blood is in front of our house, surprising myself I got out of bed and said: ¿how is this possible grandpa?

¿How can someone steal another person from the comfort of their home?, But after that, my grandfather simply said: it's that someone who is eager to kill has instinct running through their veins and due to adrenaline they are not afraid of even the naked devil who appears before them, but then I said to him closing the window: Oh Grandpa Yurik, there really are things that seem taken from a horror movie from the 80s, but after that he told me: Ritchie, in this life everything happens as if it were a movie or a dream, one day we are young and the next you are like me, taking 100 pills a day to stay alive, if you want make yourself some tea and rest, it is still early in the morning, but if you can't sleep just close your eyes and count to 100, you will surely find a way to relax your mind.

As soon as he left the room, I could just think about what the hell had happened, but the scandal outside was so big and horrendous that only a fucking madman could get to sleep right now…