Ignorance is a way to be happy. It is better not to realize it, but there is no remedy for the truth, and reality. -
When I got to work, I didn't cross Riff, and luckily Clark, but Rigel, the lady with pigtails who was scolding one of our colleagues Origima Nashira Deneb. A somewhat shy girl, with brown hair, light tea-colored eyes, short stature. Simple casual clothing. Dress, and sneakers, young man of twenty. My new companion. According to old Don Evans. -
- Good morning soldier Jupiter, I see that you are not yet informed. Didn't you check the room?
- I was covering the ground floor, the natural sciences sector.
- It was the right thing to do, but you should have checked afterward. We are in very rushed times for them to be lost.
- Could someone else help me?
- I don't see it necessary. According to your file. You have had experience for a while.
- Anyway, I can't prepare a report so severely. It is a team effort, not an individual one – I remembered Gaia in that – my capabilities are limited, do you understand Rigel? – I expressed it ironically so that it encompasses the entire situation without underestimating it. It was useless.
- Wait! No no..! – Origima wanted to express herself between us, but it was useless. -
- For you, supervisor. Your way of thinking about the problem goes nowhere. "She," she told me bluntly. So much so that she hurt with her gaze. I heard that she had already had problems with other colleagues. To tell the truth, they brought her in so that the work would be done in a timely manner, however her aggressive methods with two days of work were not effective.
- I remind you that we are human beings. And the stress produced by psychological mobbing can be counterproductive for the group.
- I knew that your mental abilities were low, but I didn't imagine how much
- Mental abilities? - I told myself. I was thinking about answering you but I am bothered by the time I am going to waste cursing you - My abilities are only as effective as your way of working on situations. Ergo: I try to be 100% like my superiors. It's called effectiveness – I smiled at him. Origima gave a slight giggle, and turned around so as not to see Rigel's face.
-Grrr! – The bark was ready, but he took a breath – Good! – Today you must enter that room, and do a review. I want the report for these days. – Rigel orders.
- Get into? – Origima Question –
- What they heard! She-she She withdrew, turning her back. –
We both remained thoughtful. He wanted to avoid going alone, however with Origima it was not very satisfactory. My idea was that several of us would go to carry out the inventory.
Origima's point of view was that we should go and do the inventory at first.
- What will we do? - Ask
- Bring the portable tablet notebook, and we will classify everything.
Then we headed to the corridor, there the elevator, and then the wide stairs up to the dark hallway. I had not realized that the windows were full of spider webs, and an opacity that made one think that the sky on the other side from above was cloudy. The path to the main door of the room generated incessant noises between squeaks of loose tiles. Origima was behind me in some panic.
- Don't worry. It is a gloomy place, but not cursed - I clarified to give security, and thereby give myself courage in the face of mundane beliefs of local legends of abandoned buildings or sectors. - I was here. I know it is a dark place, although it is part of the mind. just it.
Upon reaching the final route. We were standing in front of the main door. I remembered that fear, which was different from all of them. To all the fears. It was the icy atmosphere, and the old aroma of confinement, of oblivion and perdition.
When opening the doors. A huge room full of boxes and scattered items. First I entered, and then behind my Origima that trembled as if it were an internal earthquake. My heart was fine, it was beating normally as always. But as we went deeper everything seemed like a cave banished from humanity. I tried to find the light switch, but among the hubbub of scattered items it seemed like everything was in a big blender mixing everything together. We were almost halfway through using the light of our cell phone. From it I found an old nightstand with a lamp. I checked with the low brightness I had on my phone to see if the focus was in working order. The tungsten was complete. It must work. There at the end of a wall I asked Origima if he could get closer and illuminate it to locate a place to plug in said device.
- You're crazy! I'm not going to go near there –
- We must illuminate the place, otherwise we will not be able to do anything here. The faster the better
She sighed, and walked stealthily to the horror of finding some vermin.
- It scares me quite a bit
- The only thing you have to fear is mice or rats that don't bite you because of some disease.
- And the ghosts
- Stop saying stupid things. – Of course I was also afraid of that. –
We separate one at each end. I heard footsteps, and I assumed that it was Origima who was in charge of stomping her feet as a result of nerves. Although they were brewing on the walls, which seemed strange to me. I had to analyze the place well. The map was very different.
- Origin! Did you find something? - I asked for. But there was only a born silence - Origima? – ask again. There was no response. - Hey?
- AHHHH!!!! –
A scream made me go towards where I thought she was.
- Origin?
- Ahh! A..ah!..... Something touched me!!! She – She trembled in fear of her.
- That?
- If something.
Soon the boxes fell towards us. A silhouette moved quickly like a tall, elongated humanoid-shaped shadow. I tried to illuminate it, and an object hit my head.
- Ahh! - I complained about it, holding my back with my hand. Was a -
- Let's get out of here Jupiter!!! I don't want to be here one more second – Origima gets scared.
- Wait!
- Come on! - And he takes my hand. When I turned around in the rush. The silhouette was pleasing. I tried to shine the light, but it was useless, it was like pointing into a vacuum. The circle of that light only went towards the final wall of the living room. Another box seemed to fall and another. When we reached the door that was half open, we went to the other side and there Origima let out a horrible scream.
- What happen? - I asked for
- What's wrong with them? - Said
- Gaia? It's you?
-Danna! Of course, it's me. Are you OK?! She? – She asked. My heart raced, so I took a few seconds to explain and ask.
- It's a long story - I said to summarize. - What are you doing here?
- I came to see you. Your lunch was on the table, and I decided to bring it to you.
- Oh! Thank you – I calmed down. Origima was on the ground shaking. And Gaia extended her hand
- Are you okay? Ella – She asks with a smile. Soon she sat up.
- Sorry for everything. It's a complicated place - And I looked into the room
- Origin! This is Gaia, my wife – I explained –
- E!..tt..!eh! It's a pleasure – She hesitated. –
-You have to fix everything here, I guess – she drew a correct conclusion.
- You could say so. There are just a few complications. –
- Why don't I help you?
- No, not at all Gaia. Besides, I couldn't ask you that. Also, if my supervisor finds out, it will be a problem, like the other coworkers.
- What about the vapid lady who lives in our building? I've already spoken to her. Just like that manager who seems to know everything, and others who are highly nosy. Don't worry. I'll leave things here. I have nothing to do today.
Somehow I put myself in a happy condition, but I didn't want to take advantage of it. -
- You've already helped me too much, and you know what I mean.
-I only fulfilled my marital duties – she smiles with her haughty lips. My heart is beating faster again. –
- Gaia is a bit complicated to explain! It is not good to enter there. We'll see what to do
- Not good? What's in there other than so many boxes?
- It's difficult to narrate. –
- There is a ghost – Origima says
- A ghost? -Gaia deduces, placing her index finger on her nose as if thinking – MM! Isn't that a bit exaggerated?
- Is it true, honey? Or perhaps he is a murderer?... Who is not waiting with a dagger in his hand, ready to cut our throats - I began to ramble with my face with eyes of psychopathic terror, and interpreting the situation in the background of the facts presented as evidence. And as for that, Origima was frightened by the fallacy she expressed. I must admit that my face when I talk about horror stories, they are terrible. Gaia once said. You are fearful, but you like it. You like fear DANNA!.. EDS WORDS WERE THE FIRST MANIFESTATION OF WHAT WAS TO COME. THAT'S WHAT MY HEAD SAID OUT LOUD. -
- He has good deductions Danna, you could write a pulp fiction novel where the psychopathic criminal has your mind twisted. He stops talking nonsense – And he prepares to enter as if nothing existed, only her. We both went behind. The courage of a woman is her daring way of facing all the limits that arise, whether walls or bridges to cross. I guess it's courage. –
- It seems very absurd to me that they are in these conditions. Doesn't your boss have another type of employment? – Gaia is confused – And Origima stops shaking. Hold on tight to me!, if you wish.
Upon entering, Gaia's aura shone, illuminating everything around. Origima felt comfortable with that matter. Gaia's hair is beautiful. It's not that I placed it inside a pedestal, which in a flash of vision of the dark brown,
It turned into red like her eyes that look like voluminous tints like her chest. Jupiter, stop thinking about that! We are in the ghost's room.
Ahh!! I never told his story.
When the museum was created there a hundred years ago, they had bought a large building, which belonged to a supposed lodge, which were neither Masons, nor Freemasons, nor Rose Cross, nor Templars. Anyway. That heretical group violated rites on the top floor. It is said that they did it to the star in the sky in Orion's belt. They didn't know for sure what kind of ritual, or sorcery. The point is that the documents were found that narrated the entire epic of what happened on D-Day, and it is not like Normandy. It was December 18th. One hundred years ago they received a visitor from very far away, and he massacred each and every one of the members of the so-called "new era", only vestiges of fire marks remained on the ground.
I should tell this story with a lamp shining on my face in the darkness. It's not feasible to do so, even Gaia, and Origima would look at me like a silly storyteller.
..Well, that visitor tells himself that given the lack of reason of this sacrilegious heterodoxy, he remains between this world and the others, and does not allow anyone to act here.
Many legends have been told. The first manager, Riff's predecessor. He disappeared, leaving no trace. Many clues were released from the local police. As great researchers, they found nothing more than signs of a cap that he wore. At that time, it was very difficult to carry out a precise and comprehensive investigation. Other experts came without any kind of achievement, or that's what they said. In the media they invented that the man involved in a crime of passion disappeared. His wife was found murdered, supposedly. That's one of the stories. -
The cases occurred thereafter. Mary Mc Greid. Another of the people who work here entered without carelessness or knowledge of the matter. She narrates in her statement that a giant monster pounced on her, in her fright she began to run. She specified that many voices attacked her ears. They were like lamentations. The woman ended up in a hospice by hanging herself.
The last story was that of Yui Yuihima. Of Japanese origin and believers in the entities of nature, Shintoists to be more precise. She was commissioned to carry out studies in that room. She spent a whole day. She never came out. It is not known where she is. A group of police entered, and found nothing. The curious thing is that at certain times you enter and nothing happens for hours, and at other times, yes, the police as always do not find anything at all, yes and truth be told, the climate in the room has an extremely high temperature. low, and sometimes the stench is unbearable.
Many years passed. Forty maybe, or fifty. Nothing ever happened again. The doors were closed. They are only opened to leave objects as a deposit. You get in and out without problems, but the fear still persists. As they were only legends. The museum has vague records, and years later they decided to open it, but the bureaucratic circumstances make that loan a journey that extends along the timeline, until the last of the signatures on the resolutions were carried out.
-Gaía be careful. There is something, or someone there – I expressed with all the confidence of my empirical reasoning
-Danna! Do you know what fear is? You, Origima? – she asks, looking at the site. –
- Of course I know it!!. – I crossed my arms with an arrogant attitude –
- I'll save you from answering a definition! – She crossed her arms with another more cunning and arrogant attitude. - Mr know It All!! – She mocks. -
- Fear...MMM...It is a sensation or anguish. It is caused by an external or internal danger
- That's an external or internal danger. More than anything internal, when we do not know what is happening around us, in a space that makes our sense of sight useless. So a mental distortion creates that internal danger for us.
- In other words, the fear of being attacked without knowing. –
- Well said Danna. You don't have to worry about something that happened, or will happen. The greatest threats in the world usually come from actions that have to do with humanity. The hominid, either externally or internally, creating stories that transcend time. Say fables, mythologies, monsters, ghosts. Created by a distortion of our mind, faced with fear.
-And what can you tell me about what I just saw.
- What did you see?
- An elongated figure!
Yes, you are right
- How was it?
- Well….it was… – and I began to draw the shape with my hands.
-Danna! You know that with mimicry we have no clue of anything. And I suppose Origima that you ran away, without looking back? - Explains Gaia
Origima nods.
- Then there is nothing more than your creation, Danna. –
- And the boxes fell!
- Jupiter! There are lots of objects, all piled up, any movement and an avalanche will occur.
- I don't see it that way, but I have an idea of it. -
- Nothing decent can come from your idea Jupiter. –
- Are you really married? – Origima asks with intrigue. –
- Because you said so? – I ask him. –
- Forget it Jupiter. -
Gaia's words were quite convincing, and as they were transmitted, an air of tranquility relaxed us. As if by intuition, I pointed out where the light switch box was, and luckily a cable. There we connect the nightstand. The whole place was still a bit dark. The switch had loose wires. Gaía told me to be careful, since they were very old. They were the first electrical elements, and they could be defective. The three of us continued walking over the extensive place until we came across a central wall and on the other side a hallway that led to another room. She was lighting with her cell phone. At one point it seemed like I lost track of her.
The darkness deepened
- Gaia, are you there? Gaia?
-Danna! I'm over here
- Origima Where are you?
- Don't know. I have missed Jupiter
- Jupiter, I'm afraid!
- Tell us more or less where you are?
- On the right side there are like some paintings….Ahh!!
-Danna! Go get it!! - Gaia said. I felt footsteps moving quickly, others behind that kept pace. Some boxes were falling
- Jupiter!!!
- I'm coming for you!! And I took a hand whose features seemed pale. As if he were a living dead. - Ahhh!! When I illuminated something I hit myself behind.
– and we fell to the ground.
In the middle of the pieces, a trembling body hugged me tightly.
- Hey! Are you your Origima?
- Yeah! I'm terrified Jupiter
- Don't worry - We got up, and the lighting in the sector was like research dolls - my breathing returned to me - We must look for Gaia. We went after her. - Gaia? Gaia? – We illuminate the other corridor of the hallway. It was as gloomy as the previous one, we continued and Origima continued to tremble as soon as we lit up. When I turned around I got a surprise, between a light and the figure that moved from one sector to another.
- God, what is that! - I told myself. Origima couldn't see, because she had her back to me and she was so terrified that she couldn't think of a single idea. That figure uttered some unlikely words, as her anomalous figure expanded and contracted with red lines, and there she noticed. The figure moved, and another appeared instantly. They seemed to get along and go back and forth between each other, moving as if they were colliding threads. -
- What's happening Jupiter? And Gaia?
Somehow she saw us, and then out of panic I illuminated that being, and I closed my eyes, screaming Gaia! When I opened them, the light was present, the entire large room with other boxes and old tools.
- Gaia!!
-Danna! I found another switch. And here there is a large spotlight and it points to the extensive ceiling. Finally we saw clarity among the darkness that wore away everything. –
- Dear! I thought I saw someone here!
- I didn't see anything – Origima expressed. –
-Danna! Don't be a fool in superstitions. I already told you it must be fear.
- That answer turns out to be true. There is a lot of work with inventory – I shrugged my shoulders.
- Don't worry! – smiles as always. I will help you.
We then begin the entire box inventory process. Each one had very interesting elements that they could not catalog except according to the documents that came with them. Some had writings from many years ago that could not be easily inferred, so we were forced to stack them outside the large room. When we removed one of the drawers, we found the main board that led to the electricity connection. I will not fail to mention that when we opened it we found spider webs that could be judged as great works of a beast waiting to come out of its burrow to catch its curious prey.
I held back for a few moments when I wanted to detail the electrical plugs, and wanted to remove the fabrics that are grouped together, because the fabric cables did not seem reliable to me. Sorry, that's the excuse. The reason is that there was a monster waiting in some hole in that metal box that contains a hole of removed wires.
-Danna! Flip the switches! – Order Gaia
I was steady trying to reach out my hand like Indiana Jones in the temple of doom in a hole infested with bugs and arachnids and whatever.
Ah! I can already see what's happening. Are you afraid of spiders?
- Of course not! – I responded angrily. -
- Yes, you have it! I can read you like a lost basic horror book
in a shop.
- There could be something big there - I pointed out a hole between the board and the cables -
- I understand that giant spiders do not exist - Origima comments.
- Anything can happen here - I expressed ironically - Too much is enough for me - And I became more upset than I should have with my face as a capricious child.
-Danna!! There are no giant spiders at least here. And only what you have heard are legends. -
- What do you mean at least here?
- There are many legends, but the reality is that the oxygen in certain places does not allow them to increase in size to more than thirty centimeters.
- Thirty centimeters is too much – I said. -
- I can assure you that where I come from they are older, but forget it. The only sightings that have occurred are in the Congo Africa. And they are testimonies of locals and tribes. – She expressed. I love it, the general culture classes at inappropriate times. That also makes me fall in love with her. -
As she brought her hand to the end of that hole, Gaia pressed the switch. Some legs seemed to move. There were two of them, and then four, and something with small eyes wanted to get into that flesh that was getting between the fabric and the cables. Soon he turned the switches and the light from the central room illuminated everything. Gaia still had her hand there, and she squeezed something unusual.
As he took his hand out of her, she couldn't believe it.
- Do you observe? She had a not very big spider in her hands. Its size was about three fingers. She held it until it was placed in her palm. The arachnid was still without moving, and every time Gaia pointed her finger, it seemed to obey her. her until she let her go
- Impressive - Origima expressed. -
- Dear! You know a lot about nature – I said –
- It's just a control technique. Like hypnosis. In ....la – He paused – On the island, we used it. –
I nodded, aware of it. –
More clearly, we were working piecework. I decided to ask for help by cell phone, although they didn't dare to send anyone. We soon discovered countless pieces of an interesting nature.
There were papyri written with words in interesting languages. He was neither Greek, nor Aramaic, nor Jewish, nor Hittite, or Egyptian, Aztec, or Koori. Tables like the philosopher's stone with symbols of stars and planets. An old diagram of the solar system. Origima told Gaia where to leave each piece.
Soon out of a box, I found a figurine. She looked like some kind of deity, with bulging eyes, and large pincers. It was carved from clay. In some ways it was scary. She had no reference to what culture she belonged to, so I separated her along with others. The curvature of it was amazing. Gaia, she considered seeing that figure and said nothing. She then she approached me.
- Danna, there are many objects, don't you think?
- Yes, too many. Sorry Gaia, I have to make a call. Origima was looking at other pieces. Gaia continued with what she had left off. She checked the figurine, and there was something else a papyrus which she opened. It was a planet configuration system, however it didn't seem very interesting. I was able to realize this, by registering each object according to the indicated knowledge. After receiving attention to my call, I do not know what happened.
- Yes!!, Erwin, we need help!
- I see! That it has been complicated for them. Working is synonymous with losing
- I wouldn't say that, but excess. It is the indicated word.
- You know that Rigel has given them to you two. –
- That woman believes in advance that we can do everything.
-It's just her world, although we are short of work. Maybe he already told us that you should take care of it, and that you are frivolous with a certain penchant for theatricalizing.
- Come see everything here and you will see my Shakespeare work. If I call you it's because you're the only one who can. -
- Ha! Ha! Well tomorrow, I'll be there immortal bard. MMM! And she cut the call. –
Her responses are not only slow, but full of indecision, but it would be a great help after all. Old Erwin has great knowledge. While he is an opportunist who wants to try to fit in to achieve his goal, here he will have a plan lined up. He loves collections. I don't think he cares what that grumpy Rigel says, nor do I.
It's time to go, I explained as night was falling. I closed the doors. The fear had disappeared, and it seemed that everything was in order, although there was a certain rigor to that place. I placed a padlock. To secure the door at the entrance to the hallway. They were both descending the stairs, while they were talking. Then Origima left on her account, saying goodbye in a hurry, and Gaia and I were left.
We went all the way to the ground floor.
-How strange that Origima went alone? She was terrified at first.
-Danna! Do not be silly. She was calm. It was just a first scare.
- I see! – I confessed with an ironic look –
- One day you should bring me as part of another date to this museum, it looks interesting.
- Yes, we can do it on a weekend when I don't work. Did you meet anyone else?
She didn't pay attention to what I said and she concentrated on a Van Gogh painting
- The starry Night. It's a replica. But it's beautiful - I considered, examining it carefully. -
- I agree, she is beautiful. –"I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day."
- Good date – I expressed next to her. Gaia looked at me, and we both stood watching the crashing night. Then she looked at me, and looked away longing for something.
- It's time to go - I said. –
She nodded with some guilt deep inside her. Although she didn't know why.
It didn't take us long to get home. We got off the bus, and she walked behind my shadow. -
- What would you like for dinner?
She did not answer. -
- Gaia! What would you like for dinner?
- Oh! Sorry! Something fast. Burgers?
- Well, I'll be your cook. – I said, laughing happily – Thank goodness I thought he would say fried baboon tail. – I expressed to myself – Thanks again!
- You do not have to thank. And she stops talking to herself – And by the way, we are a couple. We are a team. That's what married couples do. -
- Yes, what happens is that keeping in mind the nuptials, nothing ties us sentimentally, but nevertheless you help me. Gaia. What do you feel?
- What do I feel?
-I feel tired - she said to herself, looking at the sky, holding her hands behind her.
- No! I mean to me.
- To you?
- It is difficult to explain. I feel affection and camaraderie.
- And love? Desire?
She didn't respond, and she took her time trying to give me an answer. We were getting home, and the stairs were there. I watched as a light breeze spread her beautiful hair, and my heart began to flutter. I don't know if because of her response, or because of herself. I also don't know that she induced me to ask something, which may be obvious, since we are getting to know each other. Although contrary to how things should be.
- You want to know….?!!