"I shouldn't have stayed so late," he said to himself.
Suddenly a thick fog spread across the street, Esteban could not see beyond his nostrils, he was terrified. In the distance he heard the barking of a dog, he accelerated his pace, he was no longer walking, now he was running.
He felt that someone was following him, but he did not dare to turn around to see who it was, he kept running, without knowing where, because, due to the fog, he could not see the road, he remembered that he was carrying his cell phone, so he stopped to take it out of his bag, to his bad luck, it was unloaded.
"Wow, lucky me," she thought and kept walking.
"A few more blocks and I'll be home," she said to herself.
Little by little, the fog was disappearing, he still felt that someone was coming behind him, then, he looked back, there was no one, this terrified him more.
"Surely, my nerves are playing a bad trick on me," he said.
He arrived at a hill, from where he could see his house. He felt relieved by this, since soon he would be resting in his bed.
But it was not like that, from one moment to another, that place was filled with white smoke, chains were heard ringing, a loud laughter flooded his head and made him shiver, a cold sweat ran through his body; he wanted to run, but fear prevented him, he was totally petrified.
Out of nowhere, a woman with long yellow hair appeared in front of him, her mouth was painted, she wore a red lipstick on her mouth, as red as blood, she was wearing a white dress that covered her feet, she was floating in the air.
This took Esteban, to the limit of terror, his legs trembled, his heart beat strongly, his blood stopped while, he watched astonished, that ghostly presence, that he had in front of him, the woman seemed, to stare at Esteban, but then, he realized, that she was not looking at him, but, at something that was behind.
"Run, while you can," said the ghost, without even moving her lips.
Esteban, unable to articulate words, stammering said:
"Don't hurt me".
"I don't want to hurt you, it's him, who wants to do it", he said pointing in front, with his index finger".
Esteban, terrified, slowly turned around and saw how stealthily, a gigantic, cross-eyed man, with a deteriorated hat on his messy hair, approached him, letting him see the shiny fangs that protruded from his mouth.
"I am lost, I have no escape," thought Esteban, as he felt cornered by these strange beings.
Esteban closed his eyes and waited for his tragic end. The man was slowly approaching him, he could tell because he could smell a strong sulfur smell coming from him.
When he was closer, the man tried to grab Esteban with his claws, but the ghost prevented him.
He grabbed Esteban by the arm, lifted him a few meters, the man jumped, but could not reach him.
The ghost sang an angelic song, white smoke came out of the ground, 3 ghosts appeared, they had a big net and some chains.
The ghost left Esteban on the branch of a tree and went down to help his friends, and in a few minutes they had wrapped the man in the net.
He went for Esteban and brought him to dry land, he did not understand what was happening.
"This is an orc, he comes from the dark side, every so often, they come to earth, to take a man and offer him as a sacrifice, to the God of their world, this time, you were, the chosen one", the ghost explained to him.
"And who are you?".
"We are the Fairies of Clarity".
"Fairies of Clarity? I don't understand, nothing".
"Yes, Fairies of Clarity, luckily, I saw that this Orc was following you and I came to help you".
"But, how did you see me?".
"By the Magic Crystal".
"This must be a nightmare," Esteban said, pinching his arm.
"It's time to go, we must take this Orc to prison".
Then, they wrapped that man, with chains, white smoke filled the place, the ghosts and the orc, Esteban, did not know how, but, little by little they faded, until he simply stopped seeing them.
Esteban never understood what happened there, he started to run until he reached his house and, since then, he did not go to the cantina anymore and instead of walking, he preferred to take the minibus.
The cover image was made by modifying an image from Paloma_Blanca on pixabay
The translation of the text was done with DeepL Traductor
If it was me I would have run faster than Esteban 😂. What a story, I thought the fairy will hurt him.
Me too, I would have run more, heh heh, I appreciate your visit.
A terrifying experience, fortunately the fairy helped him. Entertaining story with fantasy and suspense.
Thanks for sharing.
Good day.
Hi, I appreciate your visit, I appreciate you liking it.
Hello from The Ink Well admins. While your submission was not personally curated this time, here are some resources for you.
Be sure to check out our community rules at the top of The Ink Well home page or here.
To learn more about the craft of fictional short stories, check out our catalog of fiction writing tips. To learn more about the creative nonfiction genre and what we're looking for, read our FAQ and tips for success. Keep writing!
Hello, thank you very much for your advice, I will read the articles to improve my entries.