The Black Zone Horror (In Four Parts)

Part One

( "The Black Zone Horror ')

The Seatmate

(September, 2007) Juan Carlos Perez left Huancayo, Peru, high in the Andes, in the Mantaro Valley, after several days at a booth (stall) His aunt had set up at the San Jeronimo Festival of Avelinos. The twenty-two years old boy caught a bus with about forty passengers section of the Andean down, seven hours a night trip to Lima. He put his head on mobile phones, found a window seat in the Front of the bus and fell to sleep.

In La Oroya (about a third of the way to Lima, the bus' target), a miner City, Manuel Pablo Silva, had bought a ticket to Lima, and was a passenger, he sat on the back of the bus, his luggage under the seat, and sat back. Ricardo Vila and his wife, Maria, sat by him, he was quiet, but his reactions seemed somewhat robotic.

The bus' journey had begun at 1:00 clock, and got to La Oroya, at around 3:15 PM, where he stopped for ten minutes, and was now in Casapalca, a small village of miners high in the Andes, almost the highest point in the region. Here, the bus stopped to pick up more passengers, and most of all from the bus stretch, buy bread and other things for the long journey. In fact, Manuel had left the bus and was talking with one of the young woman he had seen on the bus, Ricardo and Maria nearby monitor, but not provided everything other was clumsy, or is cumbersome. Juan Carlos remained on the bus, tired from his long days of public participation in decision-making and sale of trout in the Fiesta, one of the areas renowned food. graten For the part of the young man remained, or continue to remain evident in its environment, and made no noise, therefore, most of the passengers figured he slept, and he was the best of Manuel's knowledge.

From outside, leaning against a Adobe (mud brick) Building, waiting for the driver to give the OK on board, Silva noted the rest reserved young man, peacefully in his sleep, and to start on the bus, he, Silva went back to his original place, and pulled out his bag looking as if it was filled with clothes and objects of the journey, and went to sit in the seat of the young man, the bag this time in the field of overhead luggage: and waited for the bus to go.

Someone had Ricardo's Seat, and so he and his wife held an opposite Manuel Pablo, thinking nothing of the fact that there is only one seat. Against Perez and Silva, was a young woman in her early twenties, they turned to the two , Smiled, she had talked to Silva for a moment, as they waited outside the bus, her name is Ana Maria Zevallos, they actually had a preference for the so-called minor.

((Interlude) (It was a kind of power , Took over Silva, his body seemed to change shape, rather like a robot than a man, like something from outer space; nothing from nature on the earth anyway, he was a devil in this moment, at this point, a precocious monster to give a terrible sight, in a way he wanted to draw all those people passengers, nameless passengers on the bus to his destination, for the purpose of his deeds, his Gore, in their memories forever, to him they were the outsiders .))

Silva up from his seat, nobody has really notice, but then he opened his bag, and drew a large butcher knife, an often used for cutting lambs and pigs and so on, especially at festivals. Ricardo Vila , Saw something metallic from his peripheral vision, and when he went to his head for a better view, Manuel Pablo Silva, had stabbed Juan Carlos in the chest, he moved back into his hard seat, put his arm above his wife , Woke them to Manuel then stabbed the young man over and over again, fast (Ricardo and quickly jumped to his wife moved from harms way), as the man continued to stab Juan Carlos Perez.

Ana Maria, heard a bloodcurdling sound behind her , The attacker came as a hissing sound, as if by a snake or rat, by Juan Carlos, a shallow and thin cry, like a whimpering, dying and cat, then louder tones came from the young man who sounds like a child cry the agony of a howling dog (the boy never know what really happened was what held his murder largely on the hand, in its raw form; Ana Maria had to choked in the scene and had made it back to an appreciable Steps away from the attacker, the bus in the direction of "driver.

The bus stopped, people began to move rapidly from the bus, not really know where they were somewhere between where they were and their current terminus, about an hour of Lima Someone said Morococha, a small village in the vicinity of, it was 7: 00 clock, and dark, and as a person after the other landed in peace with the bus, Manuel dug his knife deep in and around the neck, clavicle , Cutting through meat and spine that in connection with the neck and brain, cutting through his nervous system and soft tissues, decapitating the young man right there and then.

The bus driver tried, close to the attacker, but he quickly swung the knife his way He was now a madman looking for a flight route.

((Interlude) (We do not know what in the brain of a person next to us that the stranger, it is filled with superstitions, perhaps copies of some eternal evil spirit , At a time and place will hum to the brain to watch them on pain and damage to his will, these are the horrors of an earlier standing, beyond the date they own remains is the soul, that such persons can not Peep once, to see the shadow of the pre-existence, before it enters the core of the brain, hidden in some vault once it is not. And so it would seem, this was the case here, as strange and wrong and it seemed, and pointless.))

Now all were outside the bus, but each of the corpse and Manuel, Tempo, was back and forth on the bus, while a truck driver, the passengers wrenches and crowbars, to protect themselves, but how also to the killers at bay and on the bus. within an hour, several police cars were at the scene, and the media came by helicopter. Manuel tried to try to escape out of a broken window he broke, was the his horror, when he was subdued by several police officers.

((afterword) (Hey, Manuel, paused exhausted before he attempted his escape, breaking the bus window, exhausted, he saw the whole group of cars, and familiar passengers outside the bus, the media, in almost stunned: He knew what he was doing what he had done, he was the young man with his head in his hands, then put them back on the open neck cavity once in his /her Upper body, it was actually, he is scheduled meditated, was the weakest link in the chain, Juan Carlos, crystallized and its mission with the exact moment, without hesitation, by anointing him to be the victim, he would be fresh terror He has to do, he had until now been silent, spoke only in painful screams, while the murderer rambled, hissed like a snake, interrupted the whole bus. There was no twin brother here to say, "I did it, not him. The face , Now with red eyes, that half the face, the other half belonged to someone else, not the man. Strange gestures, summoning culminated in his pace back and forth on the bus, Aware of hiding, he was in an ultimate madness. Nobody dared is too close to him. But that was all, unless a syllable not everyone could understand that he said, it was as if he were the circulation of another language other than Spanish or English, and the deafening hisses, a shocking seemed to be ringing in his head, he considered it several times.))

Part Two

( "The Black Zone Horror ')

The trial by:
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Silva

Manuel Manuel Pablo as his own lawyer, advocate, and addressing the jury, a retrial in his case.

(two years later) "It is true, I have received six stab wounds in my seatmate's chest to And the bus beheaded him, but I will show to the following statements I am not the murderer. You have given me a madman, but the jury never looked at the whole picture two years ago, now I hope they will. You have to Look at the horror that is in me, a father Bruni has now expelled from me, and this is the murderer.

"of the two years I spent in the sanitarium, weekly, the priest, Father Bruni looked at me, and worked with me liberate me from this ghastly creature which I was servant, and now I'm free from its infinity or credible doom.

"Therefore I urge you, during this retrial, not so much to Juan Carlos Perez, was the victim, It was revenge, twice over, because I have served two years in prison, and now this demonic force was in me, I can not enslave again.

The priest has in actuality, distributed this demonic force, and sentenced him back in a black zone, where he came from. I repeat: I personally was the instrument for the murder of Juan Carlos, but the strength in me was the murderer. In these words I was away from this horror, which used me to avenge mankind .

"You must understand, there are zones and black shade, close to all our daily activities, where the evil spirits lurking and seep into the search for bodies to operate in so that the evil spirit now has a passage, after he in his Victims, and a man, he works in the physical. In such cases, the person owns and has little to do with the billing or follow thereafter. He must follow and strike like a robot, so he himself is consumed by the diabolical phenomenal within him.

"Yes, it's morbid, but this evil spirit, in a withdrawn person who produces a continuous weakness in him, creates in time, living a secret between him and you. From time to time dismissed it as just your imagination, do you noticed bizarre behavior and thoughts, despite the graeren sense of right and wrong, they fall victim to him again, and in March to its melody, which came from the black zone, I am talking about, there was an opening for him, and he did, namely me. He can at this point even call you like, and I think that he really is. But he is really just an old subduer, crumbled, with its eons kind.

"His breathing into the deepest and darkest zones within your spirit, mind and soul, he is deceiving, and has essentially homesteaded your body, half - your and half of his, and he takes the protection of your half when aroused. He has delayed from its long existence uncoddled in a world where the black areas, the parallel ours.

"He knows the true code that you put it, and he did it to his advantage with me: the people of the Jury, I say with this dubious behavior, he used on me, place blame where it belongs, judge me not for this murder, and give it to him, because you have punished me, because it is not. "

The advise juries for eleven hours In as much as they wanted Manuel imprisoned, they believed, its history, and the father Bruni backed it up As a result, his case was dismissed something, he was left in the care of Father Bruni, and the probation department for the following five years, and should any criminal charges filed against him in the meantime, he would be in a third test, and most likely, the full crimes of murder and its consequences, but this time without insanity plea.

Part Three

( "The Black Zone Horror ')

Poetic justice or the Dirge

Manuel Pablo Silva, firmly believed he was dealing with an individual who once inhabited the world, long before mankind, a race you could say, another Era, among pseudomemories (and secrets to him by a supernatural race, even more powerful than his), at a time inhabited the earth, and they lost by outlawed, and cast into this so-called black zone.

With Manuel within this company, it is obvious that he wanted a priority shows the power, all demonic imps or vicious, evil spirits want, but during the interim phase, they go in search window, creeping see, the most vulnerable, the weakest ling in the chain, this was how they discovered Manuel.

It is often funny, but I think for every man lives, There is obviously a woman, no matter how strange, ugly or bloodthirsty man may be. And Manuel noted that this beautiful girl Argentine him to keep in Miraflores, a section in Lima. And they saw a lot from each other for several months. But there was something, she got pregnant, and she got scared Manuel could tell their parents. Not a real good reason to do what they do, but often times our selections as to like, which means you do not need a mate out that would be good for you, but a suite Lust, and that is what Manual did, grabbed on to his delight, like two peas in the pod. And when he slept, he was stabbed to death by his new girlfriend, they cut up his body, put the parts in a suitcase and went downtown Lima, the River Rimac, and left the suitcase there until they stunk to the high heavens.

Part Four

( "The Black Zone Horror ')

The priests and the Entity

He, manual, the priest during one of their meetings, before he was killed, told him, Bruni, his strange dreams, more on the order of pseudomemories its unity. These dreams were extracted by the company within him, told him he come from the Paleozoic age, and had hidden in underground chambers in the whole world, for 125,000 years, where he lived under the cyclopean masonry, and megalithic Walls, had sunk with the many earthquakes throughout history.

Through his dreams, the company explored its way with manual, he was in the same objective reality, deeper and deeper into the crust of earth.

Around this time the company got curious, 'Manual prevailed and insomnia caused by the demon, and next came impulses in his brain, the company knew how to shut it down, almost like a tenant evacuation of the premises, and the black zone, its horrors, over.

Part One: The Seat Mate
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Part Two: The court hearing
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Part Three: The Dirge (Or poetic justice)
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Part Four: The priest and Entity

Written 1st August 2008 � Dlsiluk

 

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