Friday, October 28, 2022

Short Story

 



After the smoke of my cigarette I am about to narrate my last  trip to Andorra in the summer season together with my friends that you will later identify.
 
Matias, the oldest of all, drunk and a singer, skinny and with red hair. Andrea, a little overweight, with a very pretty face and a sweet smile. Daniela never ceases to amaze, she is always ahead of events and likes to dress two sizes above hers. Pablo, a consecrated athlete, is a great conversationalist and an excellent conqueror. Sam, opportunistic, always in a hurry, and above all he likes to bet on games. Luisa, she is very special, she likes to help others, a very beautiful Latin woman. Fernando, the leader of the group, only cares about himself. And then there's me; I will not say anything about my name, I will only say that it’s ME. My hobbies are reading, science, and the study of human behavior.
 
During the long road trip from Seville to Andorra, where we got accommodation in a large old cabin that belonged to a man, whose body was found several days after he was declared missing; he was found in his bed, lifeless and even though it happened many years ago, the reason is still unknown.
 
We arrived late at night, around 10:45, and without saying much we went to eat some sandwiches with canned drinks that we brought in case it was necessary. Afterwards, they distributed themselves in the rooms along the house. I was a little tired but I still had energy to do some things that were in my plans when I arrived.
 
Before I went to rest, I was curious and looked in which room each of my friends was in, and looking at them I couldn't tell which of them slept more soundly. I slowly closed the doors so as not to wake them up. Likewise, I took my backpack in which I brought everything I need to carry out the mission that I have imposed on myself and end the reason for my plan.
 
Have, share, fight, compete, produce, and a thousand other things that human beings do to get more and more things. We allow ourselves to be shaped by the systems proposed by society and I want to find the reason why everyone always does the same.
 
 
I will start with Sam, I will search in his eyes and in his soul, the reason that led him to do the same. I don't know if he made a mistake, because according to what I planned, I was sitting next to him the whole time, watching with great care the moment his soul came out, unfortunately I couldn't see it. It was almost three in the morning, I felt very tired and without hesitation I went to sleep.
 
 The next day, we all woke  up at noon and after two in the afternoon we noticed that Sam didn’t  come. Daniela, without hesitation, ran upstairs to the rooms, when she opened the door, she entered quickly and we managed to hear her tearful voice saying “Noooo”. We went quickly and discovered that Fernando was in his bed, but he was lifeless. Next to him, there was a very cute dog and I think it was a Neapolitan Mastiff. We were filled with pain and tears, but Luisa interrupted us saying that we had to call the police, because Sam was dead and that meant one of us must be the murderer.
 
We looked for our phones and strangely there was no signal, none of them had. I went to get the keys of my van to go to the nearest town, which was almost 6 hours away due to the poor condition of the roads. Andrea, Pablo and Luisa came with me. But suddenly I had to stop because we almost fell into a river, since winter had taken the bridge. Our only option was to return and think about what we were supposed to do now. After a while and having analyzed the situation, we decided to preserve the body in a large refrigerator until we could contact someone who could help us.
 
The atmosphere felt heavy, nobody dared to say anything, I don't know if it was due to uncertainty or sadness. Unexpectedly Andrea got up and started talking.
 
-         “Well, now who is the murderer?”
-         “Won’t you be Andrea?” - Pablo replied a little upset.
-         “Are you serious? I'm the least capable of doing something like that. And what about you? I remind you that you were also here when it happened.
-         “Shut up for once! I’m not-”
-         “I will not stay to listen to your stupid fights, nothing you say will revive him, I’ll go to sleep”.
-         “Not even when one of your friends died do you stop thinking about yourself? It seems like you are the murderer…- Luisa said.
 
But Fernando ignored the complaints and accusations, and locked himself in his room. Between moans and sobs each one left and in a couple of seconds I found myself alone. Likewise, I took my backpack in which I brought everything I need to carry out the mission that I have imposed on myself and end the reason for my plan.
 
In the dim light I couldn't see clearly and I opened the first door I found and there was Andrea. I will search in her eyes and in her soul, the reason that led her to do the same. I don't know if she made a mistake, because according to what I planned, I was sitting next to her the whole time, watching with great care the moment her soul came out, unfortunately I couldn't see it. It was almost three in the morning, I felt very tired and without hesitation I went to sleep
 
Next morning, again and as if it were a black joke of fate, we repeat the same episode, the one we had with Sam, but now with Andrea. This time we didn't go in the van to look for a way out, it was still parked next to the house. What we did was to take photos of Andrea in her bed, as well as those that were taken of Sam, then it was necessary to accommodate the body next to the other, fortunately there was enough space. Also we saw that the refrigerator was working very well and then we retired to our rooms, without first guessing what happened to him and who had done it, however there were no signs of violence or marks or anything that could help us to solve the crime.
 
We were all very sad, and although it seemed that we all took it very calmly and apart from some tears caused by absurd regrets, the only thing we did was cook very simple things, drink and talk, trying to ignore reality, but in the back of our minds we all knew that one of us could be a killer.
 
After several bottles of brandy and perhaps because of the effect of the liquor, we all had a lot of courage and decided to sleep alone in each of the rooms. Likewise, I took my backpack in which I brought everything I need to carry out the mission that I have imposed on myself and end the reason for my plan.
 
I entered Fernando's room stealthily, he seemed unconscious lying on the bed, barely covered with a sheet a little worn by the use over the years. I will search in his eyes and in his soul, the reason that led him to do the same. I don't know if he made a mistake, because according to what I planned, I was sitting next to him the whole time, watching with great care the moment his soul came out, unfortunately I couldn't see it. It was almost three in the morning, I felt very tired and without hesitation I went to sleep.
 
Two more nights passed and it was repeated, after the next one was Luisa and finally Pablo, we had to stack them inside the freezer because there was no space left. Apparently someone had seen us that day in the van and suddenly a police helicopter arrived and they took control of the situation.
 
That's how I remember things that happened. Today, five years later, I want to tell you that I couldn't finish college, because I find myself receiving special treatment to understand and correct a memory problem that I have had since childhood. Doctors said that I lose the information of the activities that I have done when night falls.

By Ana María Grau V., Step 9