The adrenaline was so great, mixed with the liquor and narcotics that he consumed. Sitting alone on the beach, he took out a small package, bringing it to his nose, sipped it, first slowly and then more often ... after a while of being ecstatic, he began to hallucinate being with Nalexa, in the most sensual poses ... —We did not go into so much detail Well, this is not a novel of that kind of expression.
Xuli Latro… an hour after his customary solitary drug ritual, he always fell asleep, only this time, he did it in the exotic and aphrodisiac beaches of northern Peru.
To the bad of him. Big mistake, it is for a tourist: not understood in the experiences of semi-tropical areas. And more, since that night was not a night at the beach or camping, he had not applied any repellent for mosquitoes ...
Being three in the morning, he felt a strong pain ... that ended up waking him up abruptly. When he realized that he was there asleep, in front of the beaches, and the sea breeze, he made his skin crawl from the dense marine humidity and the already more intense cold; with winds that blew the waves, with winds that could not clear the swarms of northern mosquitoes, who that night also made a separate party with their body, since it took them about three more hours to absorb all the blood they wanted and sow their larvae in the skin of the arms, and the legs, the face and the neck. His hands were swollen and sore to the extreme. Well, for his already so bad luck in unrequited love, it turned out that he was allergic to the bites of northern mosquitoes and more to those of coconut trees, and other plants, since his diet, low in blood, was amply completed. Y:
-Oh! —Grito: Xuli latro.
-That I have? That this?
More than one light, he was turned on in the distance, by the noise of his first screams and by the following that he was giving back to his stay in the hotel that was half an hour away from the place where he went to fall asleep ...
-Do not!? Oh! —He kept shouting: Xuli latro.
-Oh! This is painful…
"Ag!" I can not stand. And my hands that were made; my face… My face is swollen !?
From the screams throughout the coastline, the lights were turned on, until he reached the hotel. His friends: they were just getting ready to go to his rooms to complete the agreement: "to spend a night and early morning intense with pleasure."
Seeing him come running and screaming like that ... The drunkenness passed and they forgot their programmed intentions, so they proceeded to help him. Everyone was surprised by the appearance of him and caused them not pity for his situation but an intense laugh until delirium ...
-Oh! —Manito Xuli What happened to you?
-Boss! "But what did you eat?"
"You guys will say he ate it." Not that you were going to eat ...
-Shut up! Rascal, you say one more word and I'll give you one ...
One of the waiters from the hotel came over and gave him first aid. Determining that it was a skin reaction.
(Keep going...)