Monday, January 14, 2013

300 Kilometers (Part 2, Mini Series, Fiction)


Six days has passed since his encounter with one of the beasts. He could not move as much as he
wanted because he had to avoid fires, open roads and bandits also. He was very hungry and the last crumbs of bread had ended three days ago. He stopped on a hill and knelt to get lost in the tall grasses. He was very tired and decided to rest there on that hill. He thought that if he heard something approaching the distance could give him time to react.

The cold of the night woke him up scared and found himself in pitch black darkness ... Pussy said. He thought for a moment that he was in the purgatory. His eyes are were not yet accustomed to the darkness when he noticed a light in the distance. They could be soldiers or beasts in the forest here, thought it must have been a person who was like him, hiding. Took the head of the beast, his pistol, and flashlight and walked to that light. As he approached he saw that the light was coming from a house. It seems something like electricity, but it was impossible; two years has passed with no electricity, even in this country’s standard it is too much time. A few meters from the house, he saw a gap in the root of a tree and decided to bury the head there. Cautiously was looking for each of the windows, he could see the gas lamp, like he thought no electricity, but saw no one. He approached the door that was half open. He was slowly pushing with the tip of the gun until it was inside.

He began reviewing the kitchen cabinets looking for food. Then he heard the front door opened, he quickly cornered in a corner of the kitchen while pointing to the kitchen entrance with the gun. He felt the footsteps approaching the kitchen and when he saw a very old man old going into the kitchen with a plastic bag in the hands and he pointed the gun at the old man’s head.

I'm no villain or thief, but if you move I'll blow your head.
I'm no villain or thief, but I have food, the old man replied
What you got there? – He asked, while moving face to face to the old man
It is meat and rice.
Meat? What kind of meat in this place?
Horse meat
Horse meat!!!! ... Are you crazy?
Yeah, maybe a little crazy, but when you are hungry you learn to eat anything.
If you're a bandit I’ll blow your brains out.
I am not the one who has the gun of the two.

Removing the gun from the head and put it away. The old man asked him to sit that would prepare the food. He didn’t like the idea of ​​eating horsemeat, but at that time he did not care. As the old man cook he walked through the house. He saw many bumps in a corner and clothes.

More people have come here?
Yes, but they left in search of the shelters.
And why didn’t you go with them?
I'd rather die at home than in a shelter.
But maybe you would eat something better than horse
I go back and I repeat, when you are hungry you learn to eat anything.
The food was ready to eat. He tried eating the meat but couldn’t. He ate only rice. The old man finish his meat on his plate and then ate the meat of his plate. The old man took a bottle of rum that was kept under a timber house and served him.  They drank until they were getting drunk.

How can you be alone in this forest?
Here, I am who I want.
And who are you?
Well here I can do whatever I want.
But for God sake, Alone?
Being alone, allowed me to learn a lot about myself.
Like what?
That I like to eat.

They starting laughing out loud due to the rum, and he stood from his chair.

Where are you going?
I have a need.
There is a bathroom at the end of that hall, 'said the old man as he pointed.

Took a candle and went in search of the bathroom. When he was walking he saw a small trail of blood in the hallway coming to a door. It seemed strange, but the door was half open and slowly opened it and saw something that look like a foot, but as he was entering the room felt a sharp blow to the head and fell unconscious on the floor.

When he awoke he found hanging from the branch of a tree with his feet in the air. It was dawn and watched as the old man approached.

Put me down from here damn bastard.
I think you are not in a position to order.
I tell you, get me down!!  You fooled me.
But only once ... that was not horse meat.
Fucking bastard, you eat people ... damn damn!! How can you?
When you are hungry you learn to eat anything.



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