Orlando toma um enorme susto quando vê que um grupo de aproximadamente dez pessoas se aproxima, com enorme algazarra. Ele então puxa a mulher e a coloca no carro novamente, dessa vez no banco de trás. Ela olha desesperadamente para o grupo, na esperança de que eles a vejam. Mas Orlando acerta sua cabeça com a arma e ela desmaia.
O grupo se aproxima cada vez mais e ele se apressa em ligar o carro e sair dali. Ele tenta várias vezes, mas o carro não liga de jeito nenhum. Ele tenta acordar a mulher para saber se existe algum segredo, mas ela não acorda. Ele então olha para o grupo, que agora está a menos de dez metros dali e percebe que todos se vestem de preto. É um grupo de góticos e isso o deixa mais tranqüilo. Góticos não se preocupariam em saber sobre aquele homem ali parado. Bastava que ele ficasse dentro do carro. E é isso que ele faz. O grupo passa do outro lado da pista, com uma garrafa de vinho nas mãos de um deles, que era dividida com todos os membros do grupo. Eles falam alto e estão se divertindo ao seu modo. Orlando acompanha o grupo com os olhos, um pouco nervoso e com a arma pronta para ser disparada em uma das mãos. O grupo vai se afastando lentamente, e Orlando está com os olhos fixos neles. Ele olha pra frente e não percebe a figura que está do outro lado da rua. Ele se assusta e aponta a arma para aquela figura.
Orlando não consegue ver seu rosto, porque a figura tem longos cabelos dourados que são quase completamente brancos de tão claros, que lhe encobrem o rosto. Orlando abaixa o vidro da janela lentamente.
- Quem é você?
Não há resposta. A figura do outro lado da estrada está imóvel, com a cabeça ligeiramente abaixada. Mas Orlando tem a sensação de que aquela figura o observa por detrás daqueles cabelos dourados. Então ele atira duas vezes contra aquela figura. Durante os dois tiros ele pisca os olhos por causa do impacto do disparo. É tempo suficiente para aquela figura que estava do outro lado da estrada se postar ao seu lado, do lado de fora do carro.
- É chegada a hora...
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Chapter II – Part 5
Orlando gets scared when see a group of around ten peoples approaching making a great noise. The he push the woman back to the car, this time in the back side. She looks desperately to the group, hoping then to see her. Bur Orlando hits her head with the gun and she dismay.
The group approaches slowly and he hurry in turning on the car and leave. He tries many times, but it is useless. The car is completely “dead”. He tries to awake the woman to know if there is any secret to turn the car on, but she continues dismayed. Then he looks to the group, that is less than ten meters from the car and he sees that everybody there wears black clothes. He realizes they are a group of gothic’s and this makes him to calm down. A group of gothic’s wouldn’t care about what he was doing there at that time of down. He just needed to stay inside the car. And this is what he do. The group passes in the other side of the road, one of them have a wine bottle in the hand that was shared with everybody in the group. They were speaking loud and having fun in their way. Orlando watches the group with his eyes, a little nervous with the gun ready to shoot anyone who dared to approach. But the group goes away slowly and Orlando keeps the eyes fixed on them. He looks ahead and don’t see a weird figure in the other side of the road. When he sees he gets awfully frightened when he sees that figure. Then he points the gun to that figure.
Orlando cannot see the face of that figure that looks like a man. That man haves a long golden hair so clear that is almost completely white and covers his face. Orlando low the glass of the car’s window slowly.
- Who are you?
There is no answer. The figure in the other side of the road is immovable and with the head down. But Orlando had a feeling that the man could watch him from the back of that hair. The Orlando shoots twice against the man. During the shots he blinks and the time during the blink was enough to that weird man to be right by his side, in the outside of the car.
- The time has come…
Orlando gets scared when see a group of around ten peoples approaching making a great noise. The he push the woman back to the car, this time in the back side. She looks desperately to the group, hoping then to see her. Bur Orlando hits her head with the gun and she dismay.
The group approaches slowly and he hurry in turning on the car and leave. He tries many times, but it is useless. The car is completely “dead”. He tries to awake the woman to know if there is any secret to turn the car on, but she continues dismayed. Then he looks to the group, that is less than ten meters from the car and he sees that everybody there wears black clothes. He realizes they are a group of gothic’s and this makes him to calm down. A group of gothic’s wouldn’t care about what he was doing there at that time of down. He just needed to stay inside the car. And this is what he do. The group passes in the other side of the road, one of them have a wine bottle in the hand that was shared with everybody in the group. They were speaking loud and having fun in their way. Orlando watches the group with his eyes, a little nervous with the gun ready to shoot anyone who dared to approach. But the group goes away slowly and Orlando keeps the eyes fixed on them. He looks ahead and don’t see a weird figure in the other side of the road. When he sees he gets awfully frightened when he sees that figure. Then he points the gun to that figure.
Orlando cannot see the face of that figure that looks like a man. That man haves a long golden hair so clear that is almost completely white and covers his face. Orlando low the glass of the car’s window slowly.
- Who are you?
There is no answer. The figure in the other side of the road is immovable and with the head down. But Orlando had a feeling that the man could watch him from the back of that hair. The Orlando shoots twice against the man. During the shots he blinks and the time during the blink was enough to that weird man to be right by his side, in the outside of the car.
- The time has come…
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