Chapter 9

The light shone through the cracks and illuminated me, my face emulated a frowning image.

A force constantly forced me down into that slight sensation, it seemed a little too hard to be my bed but I didn't care at all, I just wanted to protect myself and just sleep a little longer.

I forced my head to try to regain my senses again, this feeling of discomfort left my strange prey and tense.

 I tried to go back a little in my head but to my surprise and amazement there was nothing there, all I remembered was being in the wheat fields a short time ago, ´´Where was that woman anyway?´´ I asked myself with a slight sensation of blood filling my throat.

I slowly opened my eyes, such a simple task was almost climbing a mountain in my mind. They opened and were filled with an incredibly strong orange light.

 A few seconds were enough for me to understand where I was or, much better, to say a little about the whole situation. A small cupboard to my right, red and black, sat alongside an old table with slightly crooked metal legs.

My legs were cramped but they held me upright, I moved towards the table, the feeling of stepping on that cold and morbid floor made the hairs on my legs stand on end.

 My ribs seemed to break because of the wire I was making at that moment, a light breeze that came from the window made the thin cloth that was on the old metal bed and equally crooked as the chair rocked slowly and deadly.

On the wall where the table was there was a large greenish metal tube, it had threads and little clips that left it firmly attached to the wall vertically, at the end of it a small ball of fluorescent glass shone, providing the only source of light apart from the window. .

I wondered what kind of unique invention this would be, it gave me the idea of a small village in Europe at the end of the industrial era.

The light that came out of the window flowed like a river and became irregular like a stream, it came and went in a normal way, stirred by curiosity I moved to the window that was half open, a small cloth that was attached to it shook wildly when I opened it completely. A horse's growl stung my ears and penetrated them.

The large street with dozens of old and long black poles stood at least every 20 meters, on both sides they shone with a triangular and oval lamp, a large black and apparently uncontrolled horse roared wildly on its back. Attached were leather rods that pulled a black metal cage, on its sides a red, oval glass showed the figures of two ladies in royal dresses, they laughed impolitely and continued on their way.

Soon they left towards the left of the street, opening up the view even more. Dozens of men, little boys in suits and top hats, spread out and walked in all directions, some laughed and socialized among themselves.

I lacked air after seeing so much beauty in front of me, the red light aroused my curiosity and I looked up.

The bloody, red moon, 3 times larger than normal, shone incessantly, it seemed to want to swallow me, my knees failed and made me fall backwards.

´´I didn't look at Gades directly, little soulless one!´´ The voice came from the small dark side of the room, my eyes did and saw the man with a simple and warm look looking at me insatiably, he seemed as curious as me.

´´Gades you say, right?´´ The confusion in his eyes seemed even greater because of my words. He hit his head with his fist and I looked at the ceiling with his legs open and unconcerned.

´´You were supposed to be dead, sir... ´´he swallowed hard and let out a slight growl of laziness and sincerity. ´´But here you are... I left for a few moments and the body revives, but what the hell.´´

Well he's absolutely right, I was supposed to be dead but who would have thought I would be sent to another world. Thank you Lord of mysteries for making this moment so calm for me. Thanks to the mad lord.

´´I thank you for the greeting you gave me, but it is not necessary to call me sir, you resemble a sir much more than me.´´ A smile appeared on the man's face, I am certainly good at breaking the ice from unusual situations.

A slight sense of comfort despite having an incredibly scary stranger staring at me in the dark hit me like an arrow.

"Well, you must be right anyway." me, but it must have been my old height from my otherworldly body.

´´Damn, why the hell did that enigmatic being have to take away my height, even though I wasn't as tall as other people, I knew deep down, I wasn't very good at socializing with women, even though I didn't have much experience in this regard. There was still her.

I pressed my knees and then went towards the door in the same way as the man in front of me, slowly and almost like an old man I followed. He was pathetic like this, barely able to remain standing.

The man looked at me with a smile and disdain. ´´I'm amazed that you can stay upright despite that.´´ Then he pointed to my stomach and to my surprise a big black spot went from my hip to my right breast, crossing my entire belly like one of those crazy tattoos.

To my surprise, the black color became more accentuated and stronger, moving towards the center, where a bit of my skin and also bone were visible on the outside. It felt like a gunshot had hit me, a hole was there.

My head felt like it wanted to split from so much confusion and strangeness, I didn't know what this stain was but he would hopefully know, my eyes fixed on him then. "Can you tell me what happened to me?"

It was a stupid and inaccurate question, I immediately regretted asking it, He gave a slight smile and opened the door, giving me a view of a small corridor, leaving between it and giving me a view to his right where a circular staircase led down to a reception hall.

"Do you talk about your emptiness scar or all this confusion in your mind?" I doubt he stayed in the corridors where he was descending the stairs quickly and quickly, forcing me to follow him in the same way.

´´Well, to both of you to tell the truth.´´ I exclaimed impetuously to him who seemed to treat everything like a Monday at work.

Thinking for a few moments and continued. "We call this mark on your body the emptiness scar, and it happens when wendigos feed on someone's memories. "