sábado, 31 de mayo de 2014

La Noche se acerca...

Saldría a la calle, pero es de noche y no se atrevía, pensaba mientras miraba por la ventana; realmente si tenía mucho miedo, el ruido, los coches, las personas, lo que creo que hay más allá de las sombras de la oscuridad.

Su amo tardaba en aparecer y no sabía que pensar, hacia un rato que había acompañado a otro diferente no sabía muy bien dónde.

La luz solar se había ido hacia tiempo, eran las 19:30 y tenía miedo, si tenía ganas de hacer sus necesidades, de hecho solamente con mover un poco la puerta con mi morro saldría a la terraza y de allí hay un hueco en que los humanos no caben pero yo sí.

Solo con eso se quedaría tranquilo sin este dolor en mis riñones y estómago, pero tenía que ser paciente y esperar.

Miro a la Luna, a las estrellas que tintineaban en el cielo oscuro, puntos luminosos del más allá. Se preguntó si allí habría perros como él mirando hacia arriba, esperando a sus amos. O, si había amos esperando a sus perros.

Reflexiono sobre su existencia, él era más pequeño que su amo, con más pelo y andaba a cuatro patas. 
Además su amo emitía extraños y refinados ladridos que le permitían expresar sus sentimientos con otros humanos, y usaba pequeñas imágenes que a la vista de otros producían comunicación.

Él no podía ver bien esas pequeñas imágenes, solamente las había visto en grandes paredes, iconos del pensamiento de los amos.

Comprendía que había dos tipos de amos, unos más altos y grandes, pero otros tenía dos enormes bultos en el pecho, eran más armónicos y melodiosos que los primeros y su amo les prestaba más atención.

Aparte de ellos y sus amos había otras criaturas, algunas abrían las patas y se elevaban a los cielos, otras crueles y temidas, se ocultaban bajo las sombras y se movían con una gran velocidad por intricadas calles, tejados y vallas como si los quisieran ofender con su rapidez y capacidad de pegarse a los muros.


Sintió un escalofrió, y de repente algo húmedo y caliente estaba debajo de él, olía agresivamente, sintió haber cometido una gran falta, agacho la cabeza y espero a los gritos y los golpes.

 Se hundió en ese preciso instante.

 Estaba solo.

miércoles, 21 de mayo de 2014

DEVIL'S CAT

Since some years ago there was an unwanted hospital guest, something black, something moving fast between the beds , something undesirable, something intangible, something dark that terrified all the elders of that nursing home, what they called the "cat of terror" they said all in whom it would tarry die hopelessly .

Jacinto was a Catholic man who doesn't fear the death, but every times when he saw the cat pass, he was awful chills and nauseas, was a shame that would be left to the devil animal such a sacred place as an hospital for the elderly, people away from the felt panic, was a black cat like a raven and with bright green alien eyes, somebody said it was the incarnation of evil, as it decided someone must die where it be quiet.

A few days ago an elderly woman grabbed it and was tried to wring its neck after the cat meows and issued a hellish few officers grabbed the woman, she died a week later, the elders respected it, more than respected they feared it, had panic and grim , it was a black and four-footed devil.

One night Jacinto was sleeping peacefully in his room, he heard movement outside and a supernatural meow, to time the evil feline chose its victim, had been in vain all attempts to get rid of it, but since that officer brought it the place, it had gone from being a nice place to heal or in the last moment wait peacefully the death to be a place of nightmare.

Then he saw it, a reptilian green eyes and a small body black like night, but there was something else in that cat then a cold intelligence, an evil intelligence, something dark and demoniac.

-Kitty, that’s wrong - said Jacinto worried about if anything happened to the cat

And then it lets out a meow that seemed more like someone who just lost his soul

- What about you kitty, you're right- and approached to make a caress and suddenly the cat cruelly nailed Jacinto pain felt like a cold shock and noticed some burns, terrified and fell to the floor, suddenly cat like was a mythological entity, something about the legends of deep Spain stretched its legs and stood, and its ears stood on end and green eyes sparkled as he showed even more terrible smile.

Jacinto back terrified, and tried to get away, then something more horrible past, silly and chubby officer's cat began to move its shoulders and growing up. First as a child of 5 years old, after like a 10 and then reached the size of Jacinto and even more to become two meters of black demon, Jacinto squealed with all his might , but the cat understand what was happening and a unimaginable smile went by him detachment from its neck like a snake head and face to face came and looked at him and just see that face with green eyes and wide smile smart Jacinto felt the death, then the demon, river with woman's laughing, tall and wickedly and began its long nails to disembowel Jacinto, as much as he cries nobody heard and the worst thing was  when it opened his guts he was still alive.

The next morning as many others two officers found the everyday scene, another died aged naturally suspicious and his feet one cat.


- If Devil exists- said one of them – that’s its cat