The Wanderer, Part 1


My name is Elias, live in the countryside, with my beautiful family of my wife Claudia, and my two sons, John and Aurora, my dear twins as 8 years old. For these areas have always gotten stories, legends and all those things that people invent to generate conversation, as we are all very far from each other,

a house here, 3km from planting, and then the house nearest neighbor, nothing really ever happens here, it is an almost isolated from all people.

One night I came in my car, I hurry to get home and see my family for dinner,
It was autumn, so the landscape was full of leafless trees that looked more grim than usual, do not deny it, they made me a little nervous ... .and of course, when you least expect things happen, and one of my tires burst into the road, making me lose control of my car, to fall into a ditch, thank goodness nothing happened to me, but my car,
I do not take me home, and towing services never come tonight so cold and dark to rescue in this town that nobody wanted to come.

I started walking, somehow had to come to my house, but something was wrong, felt like a fright, not if they were such as dark trees or darkness of the night, or even the cold wind begins to blow, it was safe all together,
will be best to look where to stay until dawn.

Far achieve see through the branches of the trees a dim light coming from a small hut not remember having ever seen, and that I spent every day over there, finally, I went to her, not stand walking Only in this darkness,
and I did not like feeling as if something watch me.

Arriving touch the door, but no one came out, I looked out the window and saw no one inside, but came back to play and this time the door creaking of the old one that was this cabin, to enter opened, I felt a smell very strange, as if an animal had died inside it was a small place, almost no place to sit, but did not see anyone, I thought about leaving, but I think it would outside happen worse, derrepente I feel someone is behind me, I turn quickly and was there, the owner of the cottage, just saw, felt a cold sweat on my body, where I come ?, even hear it coming, I did not say anything, just stared at me, but his eyes was as happy as if I do him a favor, I told him what had happened to me and I just wanted to know if I left the night there, to go in the morning to see my family, I did not get any response, I just kept looking at me, I noticed a slight smile on his face, and I began to remember all kinds of urban legends, because as I said, I did not remember ever having seen this place ... ..bueno, sorry to bother you, I said , you better go away, but to address the door finally speak, to say, "Of course I can stay," I really, because I was not sure that was a good idea, but I decided to accept.

There was something that bothered me, I was getting nervous, out only the hum of the wind could be heard, and the rocking of those trees, but it looked like it was elsewhere, as if to enter this hut had gone to hell or to a where death is only breathed ...... my thoughts were interrupted by my host to ask my name .... Elias, I replied a little nervous, "Elias, excuse my little courtesy is never receive visits, and my manners are something rusty," he said, Do not worry I thank you receive me, what is your name ?, asked Knight me and told me something that left me cold: "I will not be descortez, but that is a question for which I have no answer, I have many names, people call me in many ways, all believe to know, but no one really me known, but I do know them all ...... and so you know Elias, to you, your wife Claudia, and his sons John and Aurora ... ..I am just a wandering ".

I could not believe what he had just told me, such as my family could know about ?, I thought of running out of that stinking hut and away as possible from this person, but ... I am sitting and my legs do not move, and my body, and this "wandering" is looking me straight in the eyes, his smile, but something is changing on his face, as if it were transformed into something evil, terrible smell of death grows, the wind increases, and night becomes darker, get out of here, I must get away ....

"No friend Elias worry, you may leave here, but for now, I've been waiting a long time for you, and is finally here, never believed in my existence, I am one of the oldest creatures that crawl for the land, and you Elias, you'll learn to believe in me, in the worst way imaginable "he said.

My heart began to beat out of my chest, while wandering the face of increasingly was changing to something I can not explain, and her smile, this time looked like the muzzle of a rabid dog, I only thought of my family, it seems you no longer see ...... volvere