although Andrea had not the slightest idea where over, was in a tunnel in the fog, a way through an unknown landscape, the sides of it there were two walls of dense fog before him the unknown fate. The centaur decided to continue for the slight rise and see what to do, while walking thought the incident, how could a hallucination he had killed his friend, was now all covered with blood, as might have been a hallucination? How could it be all unreal and fruits of his head? After a minute he came to the conclusion that this was true, and that death was chasing him and began a monologue in which screaming his despair, was not so eager to die, because he had to die, why? Why should he be pursued to madness by that beast hooded? He had many questions in my head, tried to answer when he saw an iron gate, the pillars where the hinges were fixtures were embedded in that layer of impenetrable fog, but the moving parts could be seen well, were of wrought iron and not particularly frigates, the only decoration was a large Celtic cross, there was more. Andrea looked at him puzzled, what was a gate in that God-forsaken place? He started to turn around when the gate began to open, amazed Andrea has passed and continued to wander aimlessly through the street. He was thinking that maybe they would be saved when the gate was closed behind him, had not noticed that was getting into a deep pit from which it would no longer be released. The harvester's trap had worked, had created the door, he opened the gate to get it going in his kingdom. Was climbing the gentle slope with a scythe always ready, when he felt a sinister sound, at once he stopped and looked around, but nothing. "The ears apparently mistaken," he said and began to follow the road. It was now twenty minutes walking when he saw the huge shadows on the sides of the road. As he approached became increasingly clear: they were statues. First appeared in two huge and grim angel of death beautifully carved in stone that served as a sort of guard house, a tavern with a tower with no windows, after them there were two huge gargoyle similar to those at Notre Dame, Andrea past them puzzled, then he found himself between two other statues: two huge skeletons with arms outstretched to the sky. He was staring at the gate which was about twenty feet from him when he felt a different noise. Two statues of a demon who ate the entrails of a human life was taking the hungry monster, a demon was leaving the tavern that had been stored for millennia in a glass case and he was very hungry, the bats were raised by thousands trees, the cemetery gate was opened, and appeared the reaper, sickle dripping with blood in one arm and a headless body in the other, was the body of Timothy. Andrea looked at him and realized that for the last time had fallen into a trap, and now would have to fight. The reaper demon threw the casket into the casing, and they devoured it in only two bites, and after the tasty lunch rushed to Andrea, but he was ready and cut off an arm, then tried to split the head of the demon from the body but this did not maim again, and dodged the fatal blow, and then rerun on the victim, but this time was to stop the reaper, with a spell catapulted him ten yards further back, and with a deadly look which had made him understand stay calm, he would eat later. Meanwhile the reaper approached with Andrew, who had another nervous breakdown, started screaming like a madman, before shouting the reaper nonsense phrases and a few seconds after whining for forgiveness, prayers, but that lasted for seconds, because then resumed screaming angrily . The reaper was happy with that, he had achieved his goal to perfection. When he was a few inches Andrea tried to hit him, it pierced the scythe but he remained in full, any blow would have been empty in a vain waste of energy, so the Reaper swung his weapon and cut off his leg. Andrea screamed and fell to the ground, a spray of blood came out of the left leg stump. The reaper put it back upright, as if was his puppet, and seeing the first signs of fainting hurry to make her his arm to bite. Even on this occasion, a jet of blood flowed and now Andrew was unconscious. The reaper made him soar into the air and hit him with the scythe vertically divided into two parts, which fell to the ground with a thud in a huge puddle of dark red blood, then the butcher gave him unusual led a series of repeated shocks, whenever the scythe was putting in the meat came out a jet of blood. At the end of the body of an unknown number remained Andrea Terni small amount of red pieces, the red coat was now the reaper, scythe as well, the statues were stained with blood. It was a real slaughterhouse, seemed to have been quartered a whale, grass and earth were soaked with the blood of the only human who had entered the realm of death. The reaper wiped everything with a spell, then gave the pieces to feed the body of the demon of Andrea casket, then looked towards the cemetery, a new victim had been harvested, the age-old crescent was dyed red again, the wishes of death were were heard, but mostly it was fun as hell. The experience was the funniest ever made, had killed three people unnecessarily. He had done the thing he liked most in the world, to kill. Now go towards the cemetery, had to finish the ritual that repeated itself over thousands of years for billions and billions of times, and that will not stop never happen again. Every now and then watched his scythe still stained red, as if to tease Andrew, began to sing "Paint it, Black" by the Rolling Stones. It ends by saying "No, Andrea, have you painted red."
John Munaretto, Alberto Corato, Matthew Athanasius, Luke Zovo
John Munaretto, Alberto Corato, Matthew Athanasius, Luke Zovo
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