This tale began to be written on May 22, 2012 and ended on May 31, 2012.
After a tragic car crash, moving out for an old apartment and a mortal secret, the life of this couple will never be the same.
After a tragic car crash, moving out for an old apartment and a mortal secret, the life of this couple will never be the same.
I don't know whats happening... My husband is taking too long to get home... I don't like him to get late at home, the neighborhood here is dangerous, once in a while we hear of a robbery around. In fact, my will is to move out from here...!
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This week we've been looking for some places to move out. We are tired to live hidden from the bandits! We saw a beautiful place in the antique center. A doll! All renewed, large, attached with another. And for a very accessible price... Hmmm, how I wish to go to there soon! I heard there are patrols all night long there. But it has to be! The street is pretty dark...
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I've just received a call!! I'M SHOCKED!! My husband has just had an accident on the highway!
I took a ride with a neighbor and I'm running to meet him!!! I DON'T WANNA LOSE HIM!! Cheer for me!!
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I'm tired... I hope this night is over! It seems to be endless!
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Hugh is under sedatives right now... He had seizures during the night and hallucinated, he said he saw the man from the accident holding a child in the corner of the room... This night was agonizing!
The doctor told me he may be still in shock, and as he has a history of seizures, it's a normal state for him, even because he hadn't taken his prescriptioned drugs last night reasoned for the accident.Anyway, I got a bit frightened with the description he made of the man and the child, it didn't seemed a hallucination...
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I receved a call from the broker, they asked me if I want to rent that house there in the center, appeared a couple interested too... I'm pretty tired and worried about my husband, he is sedated since early, but I want to do this for us, make a life change! Should I rent this house? If I don't do this now, I may not find another like it...
The audience says yes!
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Yesterday was a busy day!
Hugh is recovering quite well, stopped screaming while sleeping and had no further seizures. I went to the brokerage and concluded the business, luckly I solved everything yesterday... I took the key and went for a look at the apartment, all beautiful! I spoke with a cleaning lady and she will clean it up today.
I'll make the change and Hugh comes from the hospital straight to here, in our new home and not even know! hahaha!
I'm excited! Finally good things happening.
In the photo, our room, still empty.
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We got home, Hugh was very surprised, but who had the biggest surprise was me ... He was feeling very bad when he came here, said he did not like to move...
I'm devastated, he had loved the apartment when we saw the last time!
I hope it has still something to do with the shock of the crash...
I asked him why he did not like to go out here and he said: it has something very strange about this place, I feel it!
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Hugh is sleeping in the room, he is a little uneasy, even with the calming, he's still a bit restless during sleep. I was tidying up the kitchen and solving things from car insurance.
Do not know why, but I think my husband is hiding something... Some feeling of guilt...
Should I ask? I'm afraid that he is still kind of stunned by all this and get angry...
The audience says yes!
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Ok, this night was very strange!
First, someone threw a rock inside the house, which broke the glass of our room.
Later, Hugh became angry why I asked him to lower the volume of the computer because I was on the phone - it was weird because usually it's the opposite.
And to complete, the next-door neighbor made a lot of noise... His sleeping-net was doing those high squeaks and there was this child, who was running around the house at dawn. What irresponsible! There were people trying to sleep... I hope this racket does not continue.
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I talked to him... Well, I tried at least...
Hugh have never been very open with me, despite being a very responsible guy, loving and kind, he takes time to tell me something very deep - and when he speaks, it's like talking in codes.
The conversation went something like this:
-You all right? You're in pain? Had nightmares? - I said calmly, caressing his hair.
-Do I seem to be good? I'm not... My body is in pain but my heart hurts more... - And he shed a tear at the eye corner.
-Love, this heartache has something to do with the accident?
-Yes.
-You mean to tell me something? Something you have not told?
-No... Not now... I don't know if I should. Maybe someday, if it goes away...
-Who? Love, we are alone. There's nobody but me with you here in the room.
-Here in the room is true, but it is closer than you think.
I didn't want to insist on this nonsense visions of things or people from another world ... Hugh is upset and wants to take me along with him, but I gotta be strong ...
Even with a part of me with chills of just thinking that what he is saying may be true...
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It's been two months since we moved into this apartment and things do not look any better.
Hugh is recovering well, he left the wheelchair but our relationship has worn a lot. Whatever happened in that accident changed him forever! And he continues to insist that there's something wrong in the apartment and wants to leave when we have money.
In addition, there has been a terrible mildew on the walls of the apartment, what was new and a "doll" is becoming a nightmare... Already several painters and plumbers came to see it but they always say it's physically "okay"...
And to complete, there's the neighbor from the attached apartment that has made noises constantly! I think if things continue like this, I have to go talk to him. That is, if I find him, because I never find someone at home.
What direction is this that things are taking...?
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Hugh told me he was going to prove that there was someone with us and took a picture... I doubted... Better if I had not doubted.
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After a long dose of despair and looking in the corners of the house with a flashlight, I talked to Hugh and we decided to leave, at least this night.
Tomorrow we will come back and decide what to do.
Just for looking at that picture again and imagine that those... Things... May be here, behind me, watching me... It gives me chills.
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What I'm showing now seems unbelievable.
No, I'm not believing what I see, honestly.
This is the situation of our apartment today after spending the night away.
Everything is destroyed, a hurricane of hate and fury devastated our home and everything we had... It seems that it is uninhabited for years! What happened?
I'm desolated...
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After that appalling scene in the apartment, we went back and investigated what happened. The entrance doors and windows were intact, it means the place wasn't broke. All copies of the keys were handed to us, as far as we know. All objects are in the "same place", nothing was stolen.
Whoever or whatever came here, was only to destroy and nothing else.
Hugh said he no longer sees the man here but knows he is close... I'm always thinking he is beside me, with those deep and darkened eyes looking at me...
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I already told about the neighbor next door and the noise he does, that it's so high it seems to be inside my apartment... Well, he was doing that noise again and I captured...
Tomorrow I will take actions on it... If it is to go out of this hellish apartment, then may I soon discover who keeps making those unbearable noises!
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I decided to go next door to warn him of the noise that he's doing, bothering everyone around him.
But as nothing is easy in my life lately, I'm stuck in a dilemma. I arrived at his door, which seems to be older than all others, and when I hit, I saw that it was open, to my surprise. From the little I saw through the gap, I noticed a dark and cold atmosphere inside this place, it's giving me a chill.
And now, I go or not?
The audience says yes!
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I am now entering the apartment... Hugh is with me and said that if there's something wrong here, it's certainly in this apartment! I don't know how I'm standing up!
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Hugh told me he is seeing the child!!!
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The child is looking at us, still... His eyes are black and I do not see any breath in that body... I'm terrified...
Hugh is talking to him, asking who he is, why is he there alone, but it only face us.
I feel my heart beating, my fingers are tingling, I think I'll faint if do not get out of here soon!
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That was the last photo I shot before I got out of there.
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I ran out of the apartment and when I get on the stairs of the hall, I realize that Hugh is not with me.
I already called him, but I hear no sound! And now?
He is inside the apartment! I'm feeling my heart getting out through my mouth, I'm desperate!
I already called him, but I hear no sound! And now?
He is inside the apartment! I'm feeling my heart getting out through my mouth, I'm desperate!
The audience says to come back there!
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I'm coming back to see where is Hugh...
In the room there is nothing, I can not see that child.
A cold wind is going through my skin and I start to feel a smell of rotting flesh...
I look at the hallway and I see an open door moving slowly...
I approach slowly and look into the room... My eyes can not believe what I see...
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Hugh is on his knees, his head is down on the ground, I hear low moans... He is in tears...
And near him it's the body of a child, the remains of what looks like the boy who was in the room.
I'm in shock, I do not know what to say...
Hugh sees me and says:
"It was my fault, I should have done something, he warned me ..."
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"How do you mean it was your fault?" I asked.
And Hugh bursted into tears.
He stayed like that for a while, I think about 5 minutes, and the smell of rotting flesh made me leave the apartment. How could I never felt that smell before?
I'm still confused and I'm calling the Police.
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The Police arrived, curious people as well and Hugh is here in the kitchen drinking some water with sugar. He still haven't said a word. I'm shattered, I don't know what to think. How could that be his fault? HOW SO??
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I followed the work of the Police and look what I found!
The boy found in the apartment is likely to have been kidnapped three months ago by Antony Taveira. This name was not weird at all to me, so I called a friend of mine of the car insurance and killed the doubt. Antony Taveira was the guy who died in a traffic accident in which Hugh was involved! But why was Hugh's fault the death of that child? HE KNEW??
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I was sitting near the window, looking out the officers with the boy's body and Hugh took a chair, sat facing me and started talking.
-Love, now I'm going to talk ... I'm sorry to have hidden of you for so long what I'll tell you, but it was because I wanted to protect you. That night of the accident, shortly after the car of the other guy hit into ours, I saw the agony of the man, his last moments. Amid the cries of pain, he begged me "take care of the child, care of him, take care of the boy, he'll die!" and I did not understand what that meant at the time, I thought this boy was in his car, but I didn't know of another victim, so I thought it was a delusion. Through the coming days, I started being chased by the man and the boy. I realized then that it wasn't a request that he had done - it was an order and he wanted me to obey. Honey, I've been a coward. I hid it as best I could, but how would I guess that he lived in the apartment next door? I know, I should have said that... But I thought things would be fine... And happened it all...-
Anthony lived in this apartment next door? He had left the child there and in the last moments of his life he repented and asked you to save him?
-Yes. I was cursed, dear, you understand that? He will follow me forever.
-And what can we do about it?
Hugh shook his head and after a few moments grabbed my face, kissed me on the forehead and said: "I love you. Do not grieve for me." He left here and disappeared. I ran after him, screamed, cried, I called on his phone, nothing worked. I went to my mother's house and slept after not withstand more pain and despair.
This morning I saw.. It was in the newspapers ...
Hugh threw himself off a bridge and the body was found in the harbor.
My heart froze... I can no longer feel any sense. I went to his funeral and received the condolences of all, impassive, indifferent. Something inside me died with him.
And near the coffin, there they were... Antony and the boy.
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