Cadejo Deceit
Friday, October 2, 2009
India's Most Muscular Woman
Lencha The old jumping walked outside the church. He walked filthy, toothless, with encouragement to rot and your hair prickly. He wore rags reeking of urine and alcohol. Emanated from his eyes glassy liquid, armed with its sorrows and conjunctivitis virus. Was crystallized sadness, suffering stiff in the air of contempt. Laughed one, cackling like a hen clucking. His madness was his only happiness. A false happiness. "Euphoria or heat of old? It was undoubtedly the last defense of his mind against their miserable reality. "They went crazy for seeing Cadejo" said the pedants and hypocrites surrounding neighborhood to see it happen.
-Young, please a little help this poor old lady! Yelled Lencha knowingly false, along with two youths who came to his side.
"I have," said Doña Lencha truly one of the boys, who had a beard of fluff, the most noble of them.
- already have! He shouted angrily the other youth, releasing two peso coins on the bony hand of the mad-but please stop and fuck!
- God bless you, patojo! "Said the old Lencha, gesturing to the boy crossed herself.
Young people hurried away to step outside the village church, while jumping up Lencha hit by the charity received, screaming with happiness with a chilling tone of voice, those who only heard in the houses crazy.
- Why did you give money to Mrs. Lencha? Insurance will use the money to buy drink, called Michael, the boy's beard fluff.
- is an old woman! So what you use for that? What difference could I do? More can not be fucked up! "Said the other youth,
Fermin, the careless, ignorant, tough and the duo more shit.
"The lady is not right in the head, Fermín. I do not think alcohol will help in your state.
"Easy Miguel, insurance helps to forget everything that is the torment.
Miguel Fermin did not hesitate to Lencha understood better than he, as the second favorite pastime was to try to forget, and what best way to forget that with the liquid used to that? Artificial joy, the joy of rich and poor, blessed and cursed alcohol.
- Who not going to go crazy after seeing the Cadejo? "Questioned Michael, thinking" out loud, still focused on the Lencha.
- El Cadejo? Please! Get me out of doubt and to this bug ... What it does What do you eat? Where did it come? Fermín asked incredulously faced. Miguel
prepared to recite the famous story that many times her mother had told him:
"El Cadejo used to be a man of long lashes, like the leaves of the opium plant. The poppy man, they said. He was obsessed with the nun Mother Elvira de San Francisco, who was almost a saint, except the vanity of their long hair that he always kept wrapped in a thick braid. One day the man-poppy, in desperation, went after the Mother Elvira, whom he met in church accommodating hosts. Seeing her in her long eyelashes eyes caught the fire of lust and sin was born the same determination to take the nun there. God's wife, horrified, he struggled to get loose from the grip of dirty, shameless pestañudo, who was thrilled by his touch, which focused on the parts that made her a woman. What the wicked do not know is that it was disputing the nun against the Devil himself, who began at that moment to try Mother Elvira drag to hell, pulling on her hair, and could only cling to her since the party was covered by the sin of vanity. With the help of God, Mother Elvira managed to escape temporarily from both monsters. He ran to his room and took a sewing scissors which cut the demonic braid. It fell to the floor, began to crawl like a snake beheaded in a fit of rage threw the man's neck, Poppy, who sought the nun. That attack was merged with braid pestañudo, making it the most horrific creation of Lucifer: The Cadejo, the dog of hell. Since that then, the damn dog, has left on earth wandering at night, eyes glowing red as burning coals, according to the drunks and revelers in evening walks. Contradictory to what one might think, who protects and cares choose, but always those attentions have a very high price because Cadejo diabolical mission is to win souls to its creator. "
- Go Miguel da shit scary! Fermín muttered, his voice a little broken, but if you're telling me so, to stop drinking with my night life, you're wasting your time, buddy.
The comment drew laughter from the boys breaking the sacred silence of the hot and humid afternoon. Fermin, suddenly gulped, trying to push an imaginary lump in the chest was locked, his eyes became watery and wrapped his friend with his arm around the shoulder and the expression of feeling inundated.
-Miguel, my friend, I have something to tell, "said Fermin, in a feeble voice: Ligia ... AGREEING TO MARRY ME!
The next night, Fermin was in the bar celebrating their engagement. It's funny how humans need to drink to calm the excesses of grief, and their excess of joy. Michael, as always, accompanied him since he was studying at night. He was good, while Fermin was ... the other. The
Fermin drinking companions, stopped singing for concern, when he announced his retirement. His home was a few blocks from the bar, but the village at night had become dangerous. Despite the insistence of his fellow track, Fermin, still filled with full artificial happiness, like all the drunken fool, started to leave alone. As he approached the open door of exit, behind the smoke cloud, a product of smokers in the bar, had the shock of seeing two flashes of light sparkling red that looked like cigarette chencas lit. He squinted to focus more on what was behind the curtain of smoke, to take the surprise out of the bar, apparently, there was nothing.
In the same way a tightrope walker, Fermin, began moving into the street while singing a song right unintelligible. The heart almost comes off the breast when she noticed a dog growling noises in front of him. Two stray dogs frolicked abruptly at the edge of the sidewalk. One was big, brown, and flew at a smaller, white, answering showing his frustration fed by stripping the teeth and tail wagging eagerly. The
Fermín binge froze a few seconds, when the comic scene of the dogs playing, became an escape from howls of panic. The dogs began a desperate flight, screaming with his tail between his legs, leaving a trail of urine as if they had spotted death. Fermin turned sideways, and seeing nothing, decided to turn completely, losing the balance for a second. I was desperate to find the source of dread that had frightened the funny dogs. Dog saw a dark figure in the shadows. If this was a dog, was certainly the largest that Fermin had ever seen, but the dogs, no matter how fierce they are, no eyes bright and lit cigarette butts, thought Fermín. In the jaws of the dog broke into a small, sinister smile full of sharp fangs.
Fermín The skeptical, blaming the liquor and the story of Miguel, he started to walk briskly. I heard a sound like the hooves of a sheep, playing the same rhythm of his footsteps, following him. Fermin was ever stop to check if the animal still remained, it also stopped, and stood watching the drunk straight in the eye, while outlining the grim smile full of teeth. They kept a safe distance that was shorter more and more. The desperation and fear made way Fermin drunkenness and encouraged him to run with all his might. Life was going as close as possible to that horrendous dog that followed him. On turning the corner, his pants stained Fermín stool, finding the animal's eyes lit cigarettes, sitting waiting for the other side of the sidewalk. The street was filled with absolute silence, not even heard the song of a cricket, the only sound you could hear Fermin, was his heart drumming of dread.
Fermin, started running as he had never raced, her body gave of himself as he had never imagined. The inertia caused by the speed with which he ran, avoiding the shit in his pants fondle her buttocks. PUM! Poor hit a stone on his face did hit the floor and shoot a couple of times on the street. Her eyes clouded momentarily for a few seconds, when the intensity of pain dissipated by the memory of fear, could see the glowing eyes of his pursuer a few inches from his face. The heavy panting animal that horrible smell of putrefaction expelled, was the smell that bodies have purulent, mixed with sulfur, when they burn in hell. The smell, the shock and the mood you were drowsiness Fermin, could not distinguish the exact moment he crossed the line between dreams and reality. Could have sworn that the awful animal stood on two legs like a bear, and began to surround it with small steps and jumps as if performing a dance, a rhythmic dance and creepy, a danse macabre.
Fermin, was suddenly plunged into a muddy swamp full of human heads and eyes without pupils. The heads emit cries and screams of horror and pain, screaming by a symphony of suffering. He could see the beast, feeding on small heads to be broken hopeless screaming in their mouths. The dog's appetite was insatiable burning eyes, increasingly approaching Head over to Fermin, who was writhing screaming, trying to escape the filthy and red mud of the swamp. Could not prevent it sliding mud that slowly, carrying his head to the location where the others were devoured by the beast, who opened his mouth ready to facilitate a huge bite, but instead issued a chilling guttural roar which triggered a swarm of flies red, filthy and stinking Fermin you entered on the face, nose and mouth. He could feel the flutter of the bugs in their language, stifling her cry of horror, and then realize that the awful scene had disappeared and was now lying in a dumpster next to the back door an inn, with normal flies in his mouth. Lencha old was sitting on a par with Fermin, pinching the legs, as if checking the quality of a steak, before you buy at the butcher. Fermín
all scared, shaken after the Lencha, stood up with the worst of his life raw, accompanied by a painful throbbing in the temples. He noticed that his clothes were tattered, he had no idea how it got to that place. After several minutes, was able to gather enough data to navigate back to your home, reaching there at the door saw Michael next to Ligia, talking to a couple of his colleagues who had been with him in the bar last night. When he saw Lygia, broke into tears of joy and ran to soak their tears in an embrace. She kissed him on the mouth and on both cheeks, as if he had not seen him ever. He did not mind the foul smell of garbage and crap that surrounded Fermín.
- My love for God, how good you are ok!, Was very worried! Fermín
was very dear, noting that all people gossiped about his whereabouts, minutes before he was surrounded with expressions and displays of affection and love, but above all doubt and surprise. As always, good Miguel proceeded to narrate the reason for great concern that welcomed:
"Fermin, brother, yesterday there was a tremendous shooting outside the bar where you were! Everything was just minutes after you came out of place. Five gang members tried to storm a couple of guys who were armed to the teeth. Ran in the direction of shooting here. Do not know how fast you left the place, but how good you're alright, bro. Ligia and I feared that I had reached a stray bullet or something worse. "
Fermin himself answered the questions that surely his friends had done. Someone or something, I had strayed from the path of danger and dragged him into the trash to hide from the thugs. It was logical that their clothes were made rags having been inside a mouth full of fangs, which pulled him to drag the trash. Never mind the unorthodox methods that the mysterious entity was used to secure it, he thought Fermin, and it was better to be beaten, his clothes torn and stinking of garbage and shit, have died in a shootout.
Two days passed by Fermin paranoid fear after that horrible experience. It was not working, it was to see Ligia nor went out drinking. It was balls on the bed in fear, every time you remember the story of Miguel. El Cadejo undoubtedly was protected, but, what would you charge then?
anxiety and the need for alcohol, as always, beat all the other emotions Fermín. Knowing that there was nothing "consistent" to take home, turned inevitably to the bar. As expected pricked and the elixir of forgetfulness began to give peace Fermín could not find elsewhere. Night came, but still did not stop. He drank, ate, sang, vomited and was completely immersed in his fantasies ethyl. Later, everyone she knew had already left. Those who accompanied him to the closing time bar were not the people I used to go out Fermín. It took him almost carrying a dark alley. There were three men who had chosen as his next victim Fermin theft. The drunk and did not have much money after all the liquor he had consumed, but certainly worth something his watch, his chain, his class ring and shoes. When the offense began, Fermin, with his last breath of reality, tried to prevent theft, to which one of the criminals angry, responded by giving a tremendous punch right in the stomach, which took out all the air Fermín smell of liquor. Fired up and excited, other types started to kick on the floor, right and left, the innocent alcoholic.
A putrid odor suddenly flooded the room. The smell was so insulting, that the criminals are arrested puzzled by the origin of the foul smell. The crunch of bones, accompanied by a horrible scream of pain, broke the hold when the mouth of Cadejo crushed behind the knee, the leg of the thief who had inflicted the first blow to Fermín. The monster pulled the guy as if he were a doll head board with clay. Accurate and rapid movement of the animal, caused the wrongdoer skull shatter upon hitting the wall of one of the whitewashed walls of the alley. Fermín in a fetal position in pain but conscious, he smiled mischievously to recognize sounds in the environment, with which he could imagine what happened next: The Cadejo, overtook the other two types, which slowly dismembered. First they broke his jaw bones of the extremities, then smashed their faces and heads with his powerful legs and eventually gave a feast to his heart. ***
happy
Fermín rose in the morning, knowing it was Friday, it was to work full of courage. After work went to the bar without any fear. Now he was invincible and nobody could touch him. Infernal had an ally who cared for their bones, better than your guardian angel had done for him throughout his life. He left the bar drunk late at night and found his claim protector, which fixed his eyes, eyes of burning coals, intensely Fermin way of greeting.
- Hello, friend! I think I have not thanked you for all you've done for me, right? Fermín asked mockingly, muttering words.
El Cadejo smiled mischievously and suggested it running towards the middle of the street. He paused, turning to look toward Fermin, then took three steps forward and turned to face again with his fiery eyes.
- Do you want to continue? Okay, go I'll follow you, "promised the beast infernal Fermin, who seemed slightly pleased laugh.
El Cadejo moved noiselessly, if so desired, any place where passing was always desolate. Seemed to have the ability to stop time when mobilized. His grace animal looked like a hyena, with force and aggression of a lion, but contaminated with human intelligence, which has the capacity planning the worst acts of evil.
Horror seized Fermín, seeing Cadejo led him to the house of Ligia.
- No way! "Said the beast, enraged, thinking that Cadejo debt would be more difficult to pay for what could have imagined. Outside
expectations, the dog rested on a par with the window of the room. He grimaced with his nose to invite to come and ... Fermín observed. Fermín
What he found, made the hairs of his body bristled with anger, had a feeling that feels like a rattlesnake when walked upon. Ligia saw the blonde, naked sweaty and lying with her legs spread and tense on the edge of the sofa. A young, thin body but somewhat athletic, fucked her clinging tightly to her thighs, panting. Ligia's naked breasts swaying to the rhythm of the attacks of the kind. By Ligia emitted groans, it could be assumed they were giving the fuck of her life. By some supernatural force, Fermín could hear what they said:
"So my love, hard ... yes ... harder. HARD!
- So you take the idiot Fermin? What do you think we would if we find we're fucking like?
- Umm! Do not stop, Michael ...! I LOVE YOU!
The name he heard was the latest confirmation that Fermin needed to know who he was, though not so difficult to guess, after seeing the bearded face of lint, or rather, BEARD GAY!, Which had the "Judas" was having sex with, his girlfriend! YOU PROMISED!
- So here is to study this fucking bastard! Fermin, "he said to himself, and then hear a mocking growl the beast lying lying beside her, looking pleased with the reaction that his protege had before the unfortunate revelation. Fermín
puzzled, looked at the dog-demon, with the question of what the monster waiting for him. El Cadejo began using his demonic forelegs to dig a hole in front of his protege. Large chunks of land were withdrawn by the evil clutches of Lucifer dog. Something shiny and silver was revealed beneath the earth, capturing the attention of the angry eyes of Fermin. It was something metal, long, flat and sharp. It was a dagger with a handle, apparently, made of human bones.
- Do you want to kill them? Asked offended Fermin, as the dog gave him a dagger, grunts to push with his nose. The drunk took the gun, which produced the veins of your hand and arm swell with electrifying force. He turned to look back inside the window to see Miguel, panting with pleasure, giving the latest onslaught of delicious ejaculation caused him Ligia vaginal contractions.
- THEN I WILL! Fermín shouted the dog looking back it was gone. He turned to see inside the house, where they were Ligia and Michael, and they also had vanished. Only the knife had been in their hands, without electricity that had previously made to vibrate. Heard sound of someone approaching the door, so the uncertainty and confusion forced to run away.
The next night, Fermin could not sleep. On his head he saw every pore of the skin of Ligia, desecrated by the hands and penis of Michael. I felt a burning inside that burned, was the heat that produced two eyes lit cigarette butts. He took the knife from her nightstand and went to the house of Michael. Minutes later he found his "supposed" friend, in the middle of the road in a lonely street. A grimace of concern enveloped the face of Miguel.
-Fermin, bro ... where have you been? Ligia called to say he has been worried about you.
- Ligia called you ... eh? And do not take advantage to ask you to go to the house to fuck her again?
- What are you talking about, brother? Ligia is your bride ... if this is a joke, let me say that I think that's funny.
- Do you give up the ass too? Come on you bastard, take that stupid face and accept that you've been fucking my girlfriend ... in my face!
Al scream like that, Fermín exposed the knife he carried in his hand, which meant that Miguel felt a bucket of cold water in the back.
- Please Fermín!, Do not make crazy ...!
However, Fermin faked not even a little longer. She gave him a farewell hug to his friend, while he buried the blade of the knife complete in the liver. Clearly felt the warm blood of their victims move easily between bone handle and hand. Miguel, staring, trembling shoulder pressing Fermín was falling slowly to his knees in front of the Cadejo protected. Fermin, with images of what he had seen in the living room of Ligia, hovering in his head, threw a couple of more stabs caps that took their toll chest of his victim, who cried tears involved in not only the pain of being killed in cold blood, but also the pain of being executed by a friend who always wanted a brother Fermín
was faced with the Cadejo presence, he was panting like a normal dog when you just lick the pussy of a bitch in heat. Looked really excited and pleased by the infamous murder that had just completed his protege.
- Let the following! Fermin-ordered guardian and with the same calm with which an ice melts in a cup of boiling water, they went to the home of the hapless Ligia.
Arriving their destination, noted that the Cadejo Fermin had vanished. Found no traces of it anywhere. He looked out the window like a recurring nightmare, he found a scene similar to the previous night. Ligia Miguel was on, fuck her violently! Licked her nipples as if he were an animal drinking water, which, Ligia pleasantly twisted the grip of a wild frenzy. Miguel's hips began to move with superhuman speed. With the pubis mercilessly whipped round buttocks Ligia, who seemed to mourn the pleasure to be having sex with something that penetrates like a power drill. Fermin was horrified
noted her hand again clotted blood soaked which was said his friend, just to make sure his eyes had not deceived him. A roaring laughter sounded macabre echo in the head, came from "Michael", who suddenly had eyelashes so long that looked like the leaves of the opium plant, which proceeded to fire, tornado eyes on hot coals, then the body is enlarged, the muscles will increase and black hair began to shed the skin to darken completely cowardly. Ligia stood with his head tilted back, moaning, and yet, spewing foam at the mouth, the look in his eyes whitish without pupils. Fermin to that vision, issued a cry of horror mixed with the roar Demon Cadejo satisfaction. ***
Fermín rose in the morning, knowing it was Friday, it was to work full of courage. After work went to the bar without any fear. Now he was invincible and nobody could touch him. Infernal had an ally who cared for their bones, better than your guardian angel had done for him throughout his life. He left the bar drunk late at night and found his claim protector, which fixed his eyes, eyes of burning coals, intensely Fermin way of greeting.
- Hello, friend! I think I have not thanked you for all you've done for me, right? Fermín asked mockingly, muttering words.
El Cadejo smiled mischievously and suggested it running towards the middle of the street. He paused, turning to look toward Fermin, then took three steps forward and turned to face again with his fiery eyes.
- Do you want to continue? Okay, go I'll follow you, "promised the beast infernal Fermin, who seemed slightly pleased laugh.
El Cadejo moved noiselessly, if so desired, any place where passing was always desolate. Seemed to have the ability to stop time when mobilized. His grace animal looked like a hyena, with force and aggression of a lion, but contaminated with human intelligence, which has the capacity planning the worst acts of evil.
Horror seized Fermín, seeing Cadejo led him to the house of Ligia.
- No way! "Said the beast, enraged, thinking that Cadejo debt would be more difficult to pay for what could have imagined. Outside
expectations, the dog rested on a par with the window of the room. He grimaced with his nose to invite to come and ... Fermín observed. Fermín
What he found, made the hairs of his body bristled with anger, had a feeling that feels like a rattlesnake when walked upon. Ligia saw the blonde, naked sweaty and lying with her legs spread and tense on the edge of the sofa. A young, thin body but somewhat athletic, fucked her clinging tightly to her thighs, panting. Ligia's naked breasts swaying to the rhythm of the attacks of the kind. By Ligia emitted groans, it could be assumed they were giving the fuck of her life. By some supernatural force, Fermín could hear what they said:
"So my love, hard ... yes ... harder. HARD!
- So you take the idiot Fermin? What do you think we would if we find we're fucking like?
- Umm! Do not stop, Michael ...! I LOVE YOU!
The name he heard was the latest confirmation that Fermin needed to know who he was, though not so difficult to guess, after seeing the bearded face of lint, or rather, BEARD GAY!, Which had the "Judas" was having sex with, his girlfriend! YOU PROMISED!
- So here is to study this fucking bastard! Fermin, "he said to himself, and then hear a mocking growl the beast lying lying beside her, looking pleased with the reaction that his protege had before the unfortunate revelation. Fermín
puzzled, looked at the dog-demon, with the question of what the monster waiting for him. El Cadejo began using his demonic forelegs to dig a hole in front of his protege. Large chunks of land were withdrawn by the evil clutches of Lucifer dog. Something shiny and silver was revealed beneath the earth, capturing the attention of the angry eyes of Fermin. It was something metal, long, flat and sharp. It was a dagger with a handle, apparently, made of human bones.
- Do you want to kill them? Asked offended Fermin, as the dog gave him a dagger, grunts to push with his nose. The drunk took the gun, which produced the veins of your hand and arm swell with electrifying force. He turned to look back inside the window to see Miguel, panting with pleasure, giving the latest onslaught of delicious ejaculation caused him Ligia vaginal contractions.
- THEN I WILL! Fermín shouted the dog looking back it was gone. He turned to see inside the house, where they were Ligia and Michael, and they also had vanished. Only the knife had been in their hands, without electricity that had previously made to vibrate. Heard sound of someone approaching the door, so the uncertainty and confusion forced to run away.
The next night, Fermin could not sleep. On his head he saw every pore of the skin of Ligia, desecrated by the hands and penis of Michael. I felt a burning inside that burned, was the heat that produced two eyes lit cigarette butts. He took the knife from her nightstand and went to the house of Michael. Minutes later he found his "supposed" friend, in the middle of the road in a lonely street. A grimace of concern enveloped the face of Miguel.
-Fermin, bro ... where have you been? Ligia called to say he has been worried about you.
- Ligia called you ... eh? And do not take advantage to ask you to go to the house to fuck her again?
- What are you talking about, brother? Ligia is your bride ... if this is a joke, let me say that I think that's funny.
- Do you give up the ass too? Come on you bastard, take that stupid face and accept that you've been fucking my girlfriend ... in my face!
Al scream like that, Fermín exposed the knife he carried in his hand, which meant that Miguel felt a bucket of cold water in the back.
- Please Fermín!, Do not make crazy ...!
However, Fermin faked not even a little longer. She gave him a farewell hug to his friend, while he buried the blade of the knife complete in the liver. Clearly felt the warm blood of their victims move easily between bone handle and hand. Miguel, staring, trembling shoulder pressing Fermín was falling slowly to his knees in front of the Cadejo protected. Fermin, with images of what he had seen in the living room of Ligia, hovering in his head, threw a couple of more stabs caps that took their toll chest of his victim, who cried tears involved in not only the pain of being killed in cold blood, but also the pain of being executed by a friend who always wanted a brother Fermín
was faced with the Cadejo presence, he was panting like a normal dog when you just lick the pussy of a bitch in heat. Looked really excited and pleased by the infamous murder that had just completed his protege.
- Let the following! Fermin-ordered guardian and with the same calm with which an ice melts in a cup of boiling water, they went to the home of the hapless Ligia.
Arriving their destination, noted that the Cadejo Fermin had vanished. Found no traces of it anywhere. He looked out the window like a recurring nightmare, he found a scene similar to the previous night. Ligia Miguel was on, fuck her violently! Licked her nipples as if he were an animal drinking water, which, Ligia pleasantly twisted the grip of a wild frenzy. Miguel's hips began to move with superhuman speed. With the pubis mercilessly whipped round buttocks Ligia, who seemed to mourn the pleasure to be having sex with something that penetrates like a power drill. Fermin was horrified
noted her hand again clotted blood soaked which was said his friend, just to make sure his eyes had not deceived him. A roaring laughter sounded macabre echo in the head, came from "Michael", who suddenly had eyelashes so long that looked like the leaves of the opium plant, which proceeded to fire, tornado eyes on hot coals, then the body is enlarged, the muscles will increase and black hair began to shed the skin to darken completely cowardly. Ligia stood with his head tilted back, moaning, and yet, spewing foam at the mouth, the look in his eyes whitish without pupils. Fermin to that vision, issued a cry of horror mixed with the roar Demon Cadejo satisfaction. ***
It had been 50 years, on par with the church people to sit and beg a crazy old man named Fermin. Madness shielded him from the contempt and disgust everyone else had for him. "They went crazy for having seen the Cadejo and killing his best friend and his fiancee," said the pedants and hypocrites surrounding neighborhood to see. FIN
Note: The source explains the Cadejo is my brief interpretation of the chapter "La Leyenda del Cadejo" the book "Legends of Guatemala" (1930) written by the Nobel Prize for Literature, Miguel Angel Asturias (1899-1974).
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