And far away, could see the perfect silhouette Beatrice was walking with that sensual touch as you awake. Andrew sat in Altozano Square, watching the fountain spouts water into the air and, in more than one point, ended up wetting his clothes product gusts of wind that began to surround the square. There was the store where he bought some time to renew some knives covered in the department, with tourists buying souvenirs of that unknown city of the plains. The sun rays that sometimes escaped from the clouds made him want to meet again with the snowflakes that fell on his head, as Méndez Álvaro Station, in Madrid. Albacete longed back covered in white, as in his dreams.
Beatriz looked radiant as ever. He wore brown boots and a red coat that highlighted her figure, the color of his eyes that seemed to intensify the light product. They greeted each other and started walking.
- You seem a little worried, Andrew. Is everything okay?
- Yes, "he laughed quietly. I'm better than ever. True, some time since I felt so good.
- Good to see you well. I suppose some day I'll tell you this is happening.
- thing is to just kill a hundred people and I do not know what to do with their bodies. That was what worried me.
- things you say, man! "Beatrice began to laugh.
- Well, I already told you what had happened and you do not want me to believe, they both smiled.
- Are we going to get a coffee or something?
- Excellent idea.
As they walked to a cafe, Andrew could not help thinking of Beatrice and the strong attraction he was feeling towards her, feeling that was growing every day. The two kisses on the cheek were incentive enough to awaken all your fantasies, the kisses became more daring and original. She took her hand and smiled.
- Why look at me like, Andrew?
- I seemed to have seen something strange about you ...
- What?
- Something like a Martian coming down slowly, from your hair and your eyes fell upon. That's why I looked with much interest.
- It's no use to you! "Beatrice smiled again, a gesture that pleased Andrew.
They sat at a table and ordered coffee, which quickly come to their tables with a column of smoke that seemed to stop in time, like the rest of the premises, at the time that Beatrice began to speak of his life, everything I had been doing during the time of examination, when it was unable to meet with him. The relationship with her boyfriend had ended a few weeks, but she was fine and ready to continue his life around rethink everything and see what opportunities on the way, after all, there was still much to live. Andrew was surprised with the sound of a siren coming from somewhere.
- Do you hear that? Suddenly interrupted, the story of Beatrice, who had listened for so long.
- Yes, it's a mermaid. Are you scared?
- terrify me. It's like the sound of a nightmare.
The siren getting closer and all around was arrested, even thought it was a good opportunity to escape the site without paying, then probably nobody would even notice that at some point sat for coffee. The doors flew open and three men in blue and green two were admitted with bullet proof vests, protected as if they were to meet a criminal. Andrew felt his blood run cold and looked at Beatrice, who continued his conversation with complete normality, as if nothing had happened.
- Can you see what I'm seeing, Beatrice? He asked with a voice, not realizing it was not his own. The voice was soft, hidden, a voice that faded after the footsteps were getting closer to the table.
- What are you afraid, Andrew? What these men armed? Does your life? Do what you are? What? Surely, you're afraid, too, questions.
- I have no fear.
- you sure? I would say yes - Beatrice smiling while wearing the cup of steaming coffee to his lips painted red with a strong cup marking -. Why look at me like that? Now I'm lying?
Beatriz smiled as he settled brown hair that fell over shoulders. The men sat at the table that was next and did nothing but watch the only customers that were in the room at that time of day. Andrew saw those eyes that peered seriously, but not sure what would happen. He waved his hand to see if they reacted, but nothing. One of them stood up and stood in front of Andrew, with his imposing figure, but without saying a word.
- Dime, "said the waiter.
- What? Andrew asked.
- You called me.
- Sure, I walk with your head in thousands of sides. Can you bring me a glass of water, please?
- Well, of course.
- Thanks.
- What do you think?
- What do I think of what?
- Man, because of what I've been talking all this time.
- It is quite complicated because from your position, things tend to look a little rough, but you might consider analyzing it from a different perspective to see if you get more options. For my part, I would consider seeing it from another point of view and probably make things a little simpler. Beatriz
him with a smile and nodded.
- Yes, I think you're right, Andrew.
Leaving the cafeteria, the sky was again covered with gray and the wind made him think that anytime again rain on the city. Andrew paid the bill and then make sure no one else was inside the cafeteria, a sigh of relief. In the street was a parked police car. It seemed strange feeling a siren that all the time it was in the city, had never heard of a robbery, a chase or something. A policeman was on the radio, staring at him and his companion.
- Let's go.
Tejares Walking down the street, heading toward the campus of the University of Castilla La Mancha. There was no yield tests, but it was an excuse to keep talking of life: after all, Albacete did not, just too many places to go as a tourist. All the way, Andrew turned around to see that nobody was following, because I felt footsteps behind theirs. Even saw a hand that is perched on the shoulder. Beatriz suddenly stopped.
- Andrew, what happened to you on the shoulder?
- What?
- Look!
Andres saw he had a large blood stain on his white shirt. Reassured her that it was nothing, which probably would have beaten without notice. Beatrice watched with concern from a while ago which also stopped to observe the alleged steps that followed.
- I think you've also noticed the same thing as me.
- Do we have been following?
- Let's go as soon as possible, we must hide in a place, "said Beatriz.
- My department. Take the bus to mislead.
- Let .
took the bus to the apartment of Andrew and Beatrice took off at any time on your side. From time to time he turned to see what passengers who are up and down, if there was someone known to the present and whether any had remained too long near as observers. Andrew covered his head and looked down, his shoes were stained red. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, trying to forget everything that happened. He remembered the words of Caesar told him it was time to resume treatment and taking pills, but did not like. Damn paranoia that made him twist everything to make the madness of the world has become even more labyrinthine than it already was in itself. They took the trip in the opposite direction than intended, to feel a bit more relaxed but then the feeling of vulnerability was something that could no longer deal more.
- Ya falta menos, Beatriz. We're going to get.
- That, I hope, Andrew. And I should have known that was what you cared so much.
- What?
- The persecutions. I saw this figure walking behind you, with the wounded and bloodied body. I think he spoke, but I could not understand what he said.
- Are you sure?
- Yes, several times jumped on your back. Hurt you, but the wound healed so quickly that you did not have time to even realize what had happened.
- Albacete is going crazy.
- Thou going crazy, the city has never been. What you're hiding, Andrew?
Andrew was silent, her head on the seat that was before. She felt dizzy and prayed that the bus reached the whereabouts soon to descend. When he stepped on the floor, could not contain the vomit soiled the sidewalk in full view of bystanders surprised he was not accustomed to this type of urban intervention. Beatrice took his arm, while he led the way into the building.
- is there, we're close.
- Okay. Hold on a bit. Hurry up, I see them coming back.
- Where?
- Behind you! They are armed!
Then he could see the shapes that formed on the wall and flooding from red to bystanders who did not perceive this phenomenon. Or, they were both crazy, or all other human beings on the planet lacked the power to have visions surreal nonsense. "Nonsense? Something must have been hidden.
- Andrew!
- Come here! Do not run!
- we will find you anyway!
- If not us, will others!
- not think you will escape you forever.
- Beatriz, hurry, please! -Andrew, pale, cold sweating, staggering along with her friend, who walked as quickly as possible to enter the building.
Beatriz closed the door of the building and saw a strange energy.
- Andrew, I can not enter here.
- What are you saying?
- Sorry, you do not ...
- ; You saw all that I've seen out there! I do not want anything bad to happen to you!
The door shuddered invisible hit product of someone who claimed to get in and that clearly would not be well received. Beatrice screamed upon seeing the figure of a boy who began to be marked on the glass.
- Andrew! Andrew! Andrew! Let me in!
- Go away, James!
- Let me in! - Sounded angry.
- You're already dead! ... I saw him dead with my own eyes!
- What? Back-Beatriz scared.
The elevator opened and they went quickly, leaving behind a knock on the door. When they entered the apartment, Andrew closed the door and put a table to obstruct the exit. Beatriz sat in his chair and closed the curtains.
- What you were saying that down there? Who is Jaime?
- is my brother, who died shortly before my trip to Spain. Penarme has not stopped their presence from the moment I got here. I guess it's my guilty conscience for what happened.
- Fee "of consciousness?
- Exactly.
- What fault do you have?
- Because I knew that would happen.
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