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The Madrigals are an extraordinary family who live hidden in the mountains of Colombia in a charmed place called the Encanto. The magic of the Encanto has blessed every child in the family with a unique gift -- every child e...
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TW: trauma CHAPTER 07 :: FOGGY STORMS Present Time
Camilo runs immediately to Casita, doing the next bravest thing to Gorge's role.
Go into Tía Pepa's room.
He arrives at Casita and runs up the stairs. He hides in the corner of the hallway making sure there were no people. He recalls Pepa's room to be located on the other side of the hallway. He sneaks past Abuela and Dolores having a casual conversation, romanticizing perfection, which makes Camilo fake gag and makes fun of them in silence. He chuckles as he proceeds to focus on the mission, and head to Pepa's door.
Pepa's door had no light and just had the remaining of sad carvings on it. It was as clear that no one had visited it for years. He was about to proceed when suddenly, Félix comes out of the room which made Camilo hide behind the pillars. The brunette stares in disbelief as he sees his father walk out of the room with a melancholy expression. He looked solemn as he carefully closed the door, and put his hand and forehead against it, giving out a big sigh. After what felt like forever, he then walks away in the opposite direction from Camilo with his hands in his pockets.
The boy comes out of his hiding spot as he tries to swallow what had happened.
"I didn't know Papa and Tía were close, did you know about that Casita?"
Casita's tiles tap hesitantly, indicating that it knows something. Camilo looks in confusion and shakes his head a lot,
"I need to focus, family comes first... and then suspicious father issues come second."
He grabs onto the doorknob, and sighs, making sure he was mentally, physically, or maybe even emotionally ready for this. He turns and opens to see fog up the room, with little to no visibility. One can hear thunder rolling and the smack of rain on the ground in the distance, giving Camilo a strange and worrying feeling.
"Casita, can you like blow the fog away?"
Casita clanks and taps, saying 'no, I can't help beyond this point,' in its unique language. The teen realizes this and starts to sweat. Casita clicks in worry, thinking about Camilo.
"Psshh! I'll be fine, Casita. I'll be fine. I need to do this for you, for Abuela... and maybe a little for me."
Casita clanks again, 'a little?.'
"Okaay, maybe a lot for me, but mostly for the family," Camilo states as he looks into the door in determination, feeling worried yet ready.
He takes a few small steps in and sighs in relief, "looks like it's not that bad—" as soon as he said this, he is immediately whisked away by a tornado making him scream and the wind shutting the door. Casita stares in silence, hoping its little friend was fine.
Camilo is inside a tornado, running around trying to grab on to something. His poncho gets in the way of his vision, trying to push away and gain sight. Then suddenly the wind spits him out, tossing him away. You can hear his terrified screams echo in the room, hoping to not die. He braces for himself as he expects to land on the hard floor but was immediately surprised by soft, pillow-like cotton.
