The beginning of psychological terror (1)

She took me to a big, comfortable black sofa and made me sit next to a gentleman, well for me until this moment it was a seniors gathering that enjoys morbid poetry in a place too eccentric to believe if anyone told me, yet by the distance from the nursing home to the nearest bus stop.

" Young lady, since you've decided to join us, pay close attention to our poetry recital, as it may be the last time you have the opportunity to enjoy such art..." – On the small stage for another presentation, Senhora Dourada goes up and speech.

" From the poet Florbela, born on the eighth of December of one thousand eight hundred and ninety-four, on the eighth of December of nineteen thirty-four, the funeral poetry of the book "Livro de Mágoas" that I will recite today..." - After her presentation, she added. "This was my preparation for the end of the challenge, the rest was completed, who's next?"

The gentleman beside Laura speaks. "Now it's my turn and my challenge ends."

Laura thought to herself "So is there really a challenge?" And she asked you.

"Is this challenge real then?"

" After this question I realize that you are in the wrong place, child."

" Like this?"

“Go away while you can still breathe so you can get away, or take a chance and see my last show." – He got up from the sofa and went to the small stage "From the poet Cecília Meireles born November 7th, nineteen hundred and one, deceased November 9th, nineteen sixty-four, the funeral poetry of the book 'Natural Portrait' that I will recite today." He introduced himself and added. “After that, here is my body and the conclusion of my challenge."

After these words he took a silver dagger that was on the ground, it shone so sharp, he suddenly buried it in his chest, it felt like I was seeing the representation of an ancient ritual of death. She was paralyzed when she saw her body lying on the ground, lifeless, when she realized she saw three spirits enter that place, then she understood the three girls on the stairs, here is a place of punishment for sinners.

They were beautiful and somehow charming in my opinion, but I realized that with their presence the elderly changed the way they even breathe, from what I realized was that they must rule the place. They approached the man's body and after that they looked at me, then I realized that what that man said was no joke even though I was in danger now.

"New blood? Very beautiful by the way, I want to be reborn in this body!" – Says the oldest soul, she had the appearance of a ninety-year-old lady.

"You worthless people didn't listen! Obey her." - Speak the youngest soul appeared to be about seventeen.

As I watched them I didn't pay enough attention to the elderly people in the place, the lady who had opened the door for me was taking a bath with the blood of the man who killed himself, looked at the spirits and spoke.

"I bring it to you, and so you come back to this world and cure me of my illness? Madam?"

The older spirit looked at me and nodded in agreement with the Golden Lady. At the door Tae and Antonia looked at everything from a distance, Tae was worried about everything else he knew she had how to defend herself and was strong to run, and that's what he would do.

" Come on love, it's time to run this time, it wasn't internet hoax and we were wrong, look Laura is running away!" – Says Tae to convince Antonia that they were in danger.

" So, let's go!"

I left through another door of the room, so the elderly wouldn't know about the existence of Tae and Antonia inside the abandoned asylum, but it was at this moment that the three of us ended up separating in that big place, Tae runs very fast and enters a wing that the paintings on the walls were very old and peeling and with good lighting, as the sun comes in more easily.

" Wow, I thought we wouldn't be able to get away from there in time for them not to see us, love... Antonia? Where are you? Damn this place is huge and for once it's full of crazy old people! The thing is to continue and explore the place until I find a way out of here, to make matters worse I ran so hard that I don't even remember where I came to get here! …. Well we were on the fourth floor so this owes some wing on the third floor.... What the fuck is this on the floor?"