Eyeless Jack

Jack was a teenager working at a local newspaper. One day, his boss announced that the United States had entered World War II and Jack deigned to sign up for the army to fight for his country.

Before long he befriended an Englishman named Louis, who had also enlisted there, as his town had been attacked and he needed to defend it.

Jack and Louis became best friends, and all the other soldiers began to get along very well. They even came to call each other brothers.

The young men were about to rush toward the enemy lines, but the enemy side moved first. Poison gas was thrown around the base, causing Jack to go blind. During the commotion, Louis was shot.

Both were sent to a hospital a few miles away. Jack began to cry because of the pain his eyes were causing him, so the doctors took drastic action and removed his eyes.

Even though he was blind, Jack refused to abandon his precious friend. Louis was being cared for by a nurse named Betsy, who, born in the United States, had gone to Norway to help wounded soldiers. She was unable to save her friend's life. Louis grabbed Jack's hand and a few minutes later let go. He took his last breath in that bed, as if he were going to sleep.

Jack wanted to cry, but he no longer had eyes to be able to do so, so he bit his lip until it bled. The doctors put his friend's body away and took him to be buried; he lay sleeping in that room for 3 days.

The next day, the doctor read him a telegram from Betsy, indicating where they had buried the bodies of the dead soldiers. Jack, once at the place where Louis had been buried, said goodbye and returned to his home in the United States.

But only more sadness awaited him there. When he arrived, his mother greeted him with tears when she saw that he no longer had eyes. Jack asked her if something else had happened to make her this way, being that she was normally so cheerful and full of so much energy. She told him that Jack's brother Marcos, who worked in a factory, had died from airborne particles.

A week later, Jack mourned the loss of his mother, who probably died from that great sadness. He had been left alone. His father had died of tuberculosis when he was five years old. And now Louis, Marcos and his mother had also died. There was no one there to guide this blind man, to comfort him, even to give him something as important as a hug.

One night, Jack walked around his old room until he came to an old wooden desk where he kept a gun. It was loaded and ready to fire, in case at some point a burglar came in and tried to hurt him or his mother, but she was gone. There was only one use for that gun now. Jack opened his mouth, pointed the gun at his throat and pulled the trigger.

His vocal cords and windpipe were shredded in a millisecond. His body fell to the ground, but, to his surprise, he was still alive. The sudden flash of gunfire had triggered something in his mind that made him forget everything that had happened to him before his death.

He was confused as to why he had done it. Unable to escape, he stayed in the house waiting for an answer, until, remembering World War II, soldiers and all, he lost his mind.

And that was how it all began, he believed that he had not died, but in reality he had, his soul was the one that wandered, for reasons that he could not understand, from time to time he felt a sensation similar to hunger, he tried to eat normal things, but his body rejected them, until one day he tried something new... something different, he tasted a human kidney, when he did it he noticed that some tentacles came out of his mouth.

He enjoyed eating them so much that now he had become a killer, devouring the livers of his victims.