Autor: Arelis Takito<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Categor\u00eda: Terror-Comedia<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nai’o se encontraba nervioso. Era la media noche y estaba en la entrada del Cementerio. Normalmente estar\u00eda dormido esperando a levantarse temprano por la ma\u00f1ana para cumplir sus labores en la granja, pero Kenyatta lo convenci\u00f3 de cambiar sus planes… Despu\u00e9s de todo es una cita y si pasar tiempo juntos es importante para ella… \u00e9l debe hacer un esfuerzo aunque exista el riezgo de hacer enfadar a los esp\u00edritus, c-cierto? La voz de Kenyatta interrumpe sus pensamientos: \u2014Hey, no sigues preocupado por lo que puedan pensar los esp\u00edritus del Cementerio, cierto? \u2014N-no, que es lo peor que podr\u00eda pasar? \u2014Oh vamos, los fantasmas no pueden tocar nada. El Destripador de Bahhari por otro lado… Dijo Kenyatta con sarcasmo, Nai’o puede ser una persona muy capaz y fuerte, pero verlo un poco asustado lo hac\u00eda ver lindo, y ella quer\u00eda fastidiarlo… s\u00f3lo un poco. As\u00ed que continu\u00f3 sus an\u00e9cdotas, mencionando todos los reportes que hab\u00eda le\u00eddo en el caso de las v\u00edctimas, como todas eran chicas aproximadamente de su propia edad y estatura, y de como ella misma pudiera ser su pr\u00f3xima v\u00edctima en un futuro cercano. Pero no tubo mucho tiempo para disfrutar su peque\u00f1a broma, de los arbustos se escucharon ruidos de pasos sigilosos. \u2014Qui\u00e9n anda ah\u00ed? Alcanz\u00f3 a murmurar Nai’o, su voz apenas un susurro en contra de su propia voluntad. De repente los pasos se escucharon m\u00e1s fuerte y r\u00e1pidos dando vueltas furiosamente a su alrededor. Quien quiera que fuera no ten\u00eda intenci\u00f3n de hablar ni de perder el tiempo. Nai’o tampoco perdi\u00f3 mas tiempo, tom\u00f3 a Kenyatta en sus brasos y sali\u00f3 corriendo tan r\u00e1pido como le era posible y sin voltear atr\u00e1s. Ya en casa de Kenyatta se sent\u00eda un poco mas seguro, aunque ella siguiera comport\u00e1ndose como si fuera un l\u00e1stima que ninguno perdiera al menos un braso. [De regreso en el Cementerio] Un lindo, inocente aunque algo travieso Tau, se encontraba persiguiendo grillos y polillas para pasar el tiempo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Category: Horror-Comedy<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nai’o was feeling nervous. It was midnight, and he was standing at the entrance to the Cemetery. Normally, he’d be asleep, waiting to get up early in the morning to do his chores on the farm, but Kenyatta convinced him to change his plans… After all, it’s a date, and if spending time together is important to her… he should make an effort even if there’s a risk of angering the spirits, right? Kenyatta’s voice interrupts his thoughts: “Hey, you’re not still worried about what the Cemetery spirits might think, are you?” “N-no, what’s the worst that could happen?” “Oh, come on, ghosts can’t touch anything.” The Bahhari Ripper, on the other hand… Kenyatta said sarcastically. Nai’o may be a very capable and strong person, but seeing him a little scared made him look cute, and she wanted to tease him… just a little. So she continued her anecdotes, mentioning all the reports she had read about the victims, how they were all girls roughly her age and height, and how she herself could be his next victim in the near future… But she didn’t have much time to enjoy her little joke; the sound of stealthy footsteps came from the bushes. “Who’s there?” Nai’o managed to murmur, his voice barely a whisper against his own will. Suddenly, the footsteps grew louder and faster, circling furiously around them. Whoever it was had no intention of talking, nor wasting time. Nai’o didn’t waste any time either. He picked Kenyatta up and ran off as fast as he could without looking back. Once he was at Kenyatta’s house, he felt a little safer, even though she continued to act as if it were a shame that no one had lost even one arm. [Back at the Cemetery] A cute, innocent, though somewhat mischievous Tau was chasing crickets and moths to pass the time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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