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That was so hard to admit that the pale man who was there, in front of me, in which he was my childhood and adolescence companion.

Since the features of his face had always been remarkable: the complexion, as much as cadaverous, with his eyes large, liquid and brighter than any other in which anyone; lips narrow and very pale, however, with a beautiful curvature of remarkable beauty; the nose of a delicate Hebrew feature, but of an unusual width for nostrils of a similar type.

With his chin, finely shaped, which spoke, by lack of prominence, of a lack of spirit energy, with his hair, softer and finer, beyond what would be the order of giant spiders, which seemed to come around from them.

Where all these traits, which expanded excessively over the region of the temples, made that countenance not easily forgotten, this is how it happened, but now, in the exaggeration of the predominant character of these traits, with their expression they used to convey, there was so much change that I began to doubt the one I was talking to.

The ghostly pallor of her skin and the miraculous glow that now lay in her eyes, more than anything else, surprised and impressed me.

With her silky hair, which she had grown out carelessly, which, in its texture allied to her spider queen, seemed to float rather than fall over her face.

Where I couldn't, try as I might, to connect his tangled appearance with any idea of simple humanity.

When I was surprised, at first, to find an inconsistency, which was that of an inconsistency, even with my friend's behaviours, and I soon discovered, even so, that they were motivated by a series of feeble attempts as well as being useless to overcome a habitual embarrassment, an excessive nervous agitation.

Even so, in which I always say that I was certainly prepared for something of this nature, not only because of the letter, but also because of the memory of certain traits from my youth and conclusions.

Those still, which I arrived at based on their peculiar physical conformation and their temperament.

In which he alternated the way he acted, sometimes he was cheerful, sometimes even frowning.

His voice varied rapidly from a tremulous indecision, so it was that when vitality was in complete latency, to that it was a kind of energetic conciseness.

The man seemed like an echo at the end of the tunnel, a reflection of a separate way of speaking.

With that abrupt way of speaking, it was heavy, slow, and hollow, so with that voice of his, which was guttural, dense, balanced where perfectly modulated, which can be observed in a drunk, in which he was lost or in the addict into opium during the period of greatest exaltation.

It was in this manner that the spoke of the purpose of my visit, with his earnest desire to see me, and of the comfort he hoped my presence would bring him.

When we were gathered in the meeting room, all of this to address in some depth the galactic sectors, in which he at that time, in which he believed to be the cause of his illness.

In what he said, when approaching such a subject, in which it was a constitutional and familiar evil, all of that, for which he already had no hope at that moment in finding a cure for some plagues that plagued other dimensions.

That matter in which it was in such a way, the sending of some priests and doctors, with a simple nervous affection, in which he was there remunerating the matter.

- We are gathered here, gentlemen, for a great ransom request, as some worlds in the midst of the darkness of the abyss.

Yes, he got some details right.

- The hordes of some worlds are being sent with requests for help, so that they could be evacuated with rescue ships.

To which he immediately added, that it would undoubtedly pass soon, as that disease manifested itself as it spread across several quadrants that had several affected zones that there was a galactic and dark region, which were isolated between regions that were placed under quarantine.

All this, through a multitude of sensations in which everyone felt the world in its endless alternations.

All this and while he detailed them, some of them interested and perplexed me, although perhaps the terms in which, in the general manner in which he narrated them, had their weight.

Since some native and original inhabitants like him, who suffered, even from a morbid sharpening of the senses: he just endured.

As for groceries and his meals, as for food, being that it was even more tasteless, he could only wear garments of a certain texture.

As for environments, which year they had more vegetation, as for the trees, they no longer had all the flowers, which oppressed all those who were being rescued.

Where it was a mere dim light tortured his eyes, where only a few ghostly sounds of sufferings, which came from decaying worlds, where all of them from stringed instruments, where this was inspired in him horror of lost regions.

Then I understood that he was gripped by a strange sort of terror.

All the ancient inhabitants, before in their countless times, in which they reported not being able to be saved.

- I'm going to die, there were many reports of victims of what a galactic holocaust would be coming from other dimensions.

The whispers they said.

- I'm going to die because of this deplorable madness.

A disease that spread madness, in which so; thus, and not otherwise, in which I shall perish.

- Now, gentlemen, I fear what will happen in the future, not the events themselves, everyone will die, we will not be able to save everyone, but their consequences.

When he shuddered, in what they saw at the thought of any, of the galactic incidences of other dimensions, seeing each of them, the same incident, which was repeated, in which even the most trivial, which could have effect on this intolerable agitation of soul.

Even though in fact I have no aversion to danger, except in its absolute effect: in terror.

In that condition in which it was inhabited by monsters, spirits, and beasts, in which everything that was alive, was enfeebled, and pitiable, I feel that, sooner or later, he knew that the time will come when I will have of abandoning life and the reason why at the same time, in some struggle against the dark ghost of fear.

It was then, that I discovered that in addition, little by little and through allusions in which they were broken and ambiguous, another singular trait of his spiritual and mental condition.

That was how he was aware at the time, that the other beings who inhabited there were dominated by certain superstitious impressions, which I saw when I discovered that they were more than sombre, it was in relation to the property where he lived and where, for many years, never

What he had ventured out into, were no more than superstitions, they discovered a curse, which was steeped, over misfortunes and the truths which lay about an influence of the ancient power of the enemies of Um-Mu's horde.