"When you look into the abyss, it looks back at you"

 "Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen."

 (Hebrews 11:1) 

 Faith is the source of supernatural power, the more we believe, the more powerful it becomes, especially curses. 

 Do you believe in the supernatural? 

Do you have faith? You believe? 

 This fictional work contains sensitive material, "physical, verbal and sexual" violence, among others, that can trigger triggers in individuals more sensitive to the themes and situations covered. Translation carried out by the author.

Decker

I feel alone, like I'm floating through the air, it's like the darkness is pulling me, taking me, I'm sinking.

I can't react, my body doesn't obey me, I can only release a noise in the back of my throat, it makes my lungs burn, I can't even breathe now, all my strength is being sucked out of my body, I'm becoming more and more empty.

He's taking care of me.

I open my eyes, I'm in a dark room, the moonlight shines through the holes in the ceiling and little by little my eyes get used to the low light.After a few minutes the whole place is lit up, I realize that it is just an empty room and that there are no doors or windows, there is only mold on the walls, yellowish paint and holes in the ceiling.

A ray of light passes through a hole of about 2 meters, I walk even over the rubble there is no way to escape from that place, I continue until I am in the center, the sky is clear and the full moon reigns without any restrictions.

The silver light becomes more and more intense as the moon rises in the sky.

- It's close to midnight, soon the moon will be at its peak.

The air is cold, forming a cloud of steam as the words leave my mouth.

I look at the moon reigning alone in the black starless sky, I stand there mesmerized, inert in daydreams.

In a sudden illness I feel a shiver that makes my body tense and a cold sweat flow, I am invaded by despair, a state of alert that takes over, when I manage to release the air that is trapped in my lungs, my heart beats hard and breathing becomes labored.

- There's something lurking, there's something watching me, but nothing around me, I was at the only entrance the whole time - I screamed in my thoughts.

But that horrible presence, that feeling that I was being watched only grew more intense.

Suddenly I feel like something very big, terrifying was behind me. - I'm sure - I shouted again in my thoughts.

My heart was beating so fast and so hard that the sound of my breathing disturbed my thoughts, my throat was dry and only made me even more alert.

I try to calm down and control my breathing. And I decide to turn around and face whatever demon it is.

I steady my foot and turn quickly, raising my guard even though I feel that before I finish the movement I would be dead.

But there is nothing there, I search the room for nothing, it was empty just the moldy walls, no one but me.

But I notice that something has moved, figures, shadows on the walls, not on the floor, it's very fast, I can't keep up, my heart starts beating fast again and my breathing becomes labored again.I look at the ground a shadow, not my shadow, it is in my shadow, and it is rapidly expanding and taking shape, and the shape of a wolf.

- No, not a wolf, but, no, it can't be, it can't be real, um, a werewolf!!! - I exclaimed, while trying to jump back throwing my whole body.

- Too fast. - I thought, and that was all I could do.

In a sudden movement, his arm lifted off the ground and his claws crossed my right chest, from the diaphragm to the scapula.

I feel them tearing my skin, crushing my bones, tearing every muscle, I start to gulp blood, my consciousness wavers.

- It's burning, shit it hurts, shit, shit, breathing burns, my body doesn't react. Shit how it hurts - I screamed in my thoughts. Fighting not to lose consciousness.

I try to scream but all that comes out of my throat is a muffled noise.I try to fight, but my body doesn't respond, doesn't react, I was paralyzed by panic and pain.

A long snout, huge teeth, and blood red eyes shining brightly in the moonlight emerge from the shadow toward me.

Once again my body went into a state of alert, in a last desperate act, I hold on to the arm that was pierced through me and I struggle to unclaw myself, but it's too late, the fangs were already wrapped around my face, as soon as she opened her mouth the world disappeared for me. me at the bottom of that dark throat, an endless void.

I wake up drenched in sweat, my heart is beating strong and fast, my breathing is labored, I run my hands desperately over my head and chest where the wound should be, my throat itches and I clear my throat, the metallic taste of blood floods my mouth, I cough. a little blood splashes on the covers, I bite my tongue again.

I am intact in relief, I slowly return to breathing calmly, my heartbeat also stabilizes.

I calm down and check the room and I'm alone.

It's already part of my routine to have nightmares, but every day they become more intense, more vivid as if they were bad memories, demons from my past, although my past is still a mystery to me.

I get up, wash my face, drink some water, the moonlight illuminates the room, the curtains swaying to the touch of the breeze, little by little the smell of the lemon tree and the lavender flowers in the garden fills the air, I lie down again, the air is The cold is pleasant, inert in bed I hear the leaves falling, the dogs run in the yard, their hearts and breathing quicken, an owl watches them in silence, her claws scrape the wood as she moves, preparing to capture the rodent that was scared by the dogs' game and now he runs away in despair...

I become more immersed in the sounds of the night and little by little I go back to sleep.The next day after a long shower, I wore a moss green shirt, black jeans and a black all star, watch... when I finished getting ready, when I arrived in the kitchen for breakfast and I was reminded why it was better to have stayed in bed, hidden from her.As usual, she stared at me from the moment I entered her vision, and followed me while I got juice and cake from the fridge and I felt the blades of her thoughts cutting through me, she destroyed me with her eyes.

- My life is in danger - I thought as I sat down.

- Yesterday you made a lot of noise while you slept, more nightmares? Have you been taking your medicine? – She spoke while drinking tea.

- I don't like medications, they disrupt my senses, they leave me vulnerable. – I replied while eating the cake.

- And I like sleeping, I really appreciate it, but you know, it's difficult when you're moaning and struggling in the next room. – She said, already becoming visibly agitated.

- Change room, there are 6 more free rooms in the house. – I said while finishing the juice and getting ready to enjoy the chiffon stuffed with kiwi and cream.

- Never!!! – She exclaimed.

- It has the biggest bathtub, and it's the only one where I can pick apples and pears directly from the branches and the smell of lavender when I wake up is wonderful, lying in bed or in the bathtub with that soft scent of washing and lemon is even more wonderful , you are an ogre for making me such a proposal. – She murmured indignantly.

- You should change... – She pulled my plate away while I spoke, interrupting me and forcing me to give her my full attention.

- Decker, dear Decker, understand that I like humans the same way I like my tea. In a bag underwater, it's that simple. – she replied, looking down at the mug in her hand, forming a slight smile in the right corner of her mouth.

- I understand, after that dramatic pause, I'm afraid to know the size of the list you're putting together – I replied.

She smiled silently, still staring at the tea bag inside the mug.

While trying to retrieve my cake from her claws, George the cook came in accompanied by the house cleaning and maintenance team. That's when I realized.

- So that was what you had in your crazy mind... Hahahaha right. - I thought.

- Okay, you won. What do you want as compensation for the night? – I said, already feeling regretful. But it was better than taking the risk and having to clean up the mess later.

It's with a smile resplendent like a sunny summer morning, she happily went to meet George and the others to greet them and pass on her demands and wishes for lunch and dinner.

As I retreated to the garage I could feel her gaze on me, saying she wouldn't let me forget.

A few hours later, while organizing some documents in the office, Alice sent me a message via telegram saying that I needed to meet her in 40 minutes at the mall to compensate her properly and some stickers that I don't know what they mean. And as I expected it will be expensive tonight, I feel like I will need to change the sound insulation in the rooms.

When I arrived, she was at the door waiting for me.

- You're very predictable, you know, you always park in the same entrance, your methodical habits leave you more vulnerable than the medicines, but we'll sort that out later. – She spoke while turning her back.