Future Epitaph - Chapter 2 "The Name"
"How could I recieved a postcard from here?" That was the question spinning in my head but statue of the old bird looked alike to the postcard as there was one there but there was no cementery, it was the picture of a house, a beautiful house that reminded me so much to something I had to come here and see it for real...something was telling me to come here, I'd regret it forever if I didn't come here, now I see the travel has been a bad idea...
I asked to the guardian for the name of the sender, he told me he saw that name somewhere, maybe I'm bad thinking but I imagined where he read it...and I was right; he saw it engraved in a tomb. He showed me the way and there it was, I came here to find answers and the only thing I could find was more questions, Angelika C. Jones was the name on the postcard and on the grave.
I asked to the guardian, one more time, if he had more information about that person, he wasn't autorized to say anything but an old woman who was walking around the zone came to me and told me she knew her and explanied me how she was; it seems like she was married with no children, she didn't have any family but her husband and they were very happy until one day she appeared death and he disappeared and hasn't been found yet, that was five years ago.
I didn't know what to do so I showed her the postcard I recieved, she became a stone for a few seconds and then ran away without saying a single word.
I didn't know what to think...the person who sent me this poscard died five years ago, the house in the postcard with this direction doesn't exist, it's a cementery instead...What could I do? I asked again to the guardian for an address lying I was an old friend from the famiy. He gave me the address, it was far from there but I got an advice from the old man; "If you don't want to get in troubles, stop here and now"
I asked to the guardian for the name of the sender, he told me he saw that name somewhere, maybe I'm bad thinking but I imagined where he read it...and I was right; he saw it engraved in a tomb. He showed me the way and there it was, I came here to find answers and the only thing I could find was more questions, Angelika C. Jones was the name on the postcard and on the grave.
I asked to the guardian, one more time, if he had more information about that person, he wasn't autorized to say anything but an old woman who was walking around the zone came to me and told me she knew her and explanied me how she was; it seems like she was married with no children, she didn't have any family but her husband and they were very happy until one day she appeared death and he disappeared and hasn't been found yet, that was five years ago.
I didn't know what to do so I showed her the postcard I recieved, she became a stone for a few seconds and then ran away without saying a single word.
I didn't know what to think...the person who sent me this poscard died five years ago, the house in the postcard with this direction doesn't exist, it's a cementery instead...What could I do? I asked again to the guardian for an address lying I was an old friend from the famiy. He gave me the address, it was far from there but I got an advice from the old man; "If you don't want to get in troubles, stop here and now"
To be Continue...
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