The end

Marco

The shadows were hanging around where I was, they distracted me and wouldn't let me dig up the bodies, they threw stones at me. They became more and more aggressive as I dug up the bodies until my forehead began to bleed, that blow had been too hard, and I began to nod too dizzy. In that I fell to the ground and saw how the blood drained from my head incessantly, I heard a lot of fuss and background noise, but I did not know very well what was happening.

—Are you okay, kid? —the owner of the antique shop asks me while he helps me stand up? Go that blow if it was very strong, you will have a scar, I will wash you and I will ensure that you do not fall asleep.

The lord of the antique shop helped me to take me to the stream, it didn't seem that the shadows were approaching, it was as if they had vanished.

—How did he do it? —I ask in confusion.