Never listen to strangers
I should never have listened to that man. Yes, that's what you think, I'm dead, but let me at least explain my, I mean, our story, yes, our story. I said it right, didn't I?
-yes
It was October 31st, yeah, that's what you think...Halloween. Halloween really has a nice cacophony to me. It's really like snakes that have bright and beautiful colors, but when you get close to touch them...hehe, let's say they anodize you, that is, they put you to sleep, but, not temporarily.Our snake will appear later in my, I mean, uh, our story. As I was saying, it was a Halloween night like any other: children were happily looking for candy and knocking on strangers' doors, which I don't understand, why would children trust that a stranger could give them candy? What if he doesn't have candy but really says he does? Well, our dear reader, that's called...Marketing! Nah...sorry if I'm exaggerating, but I think I need someone to give me a little hand, and not the human kind, because I already have plenty of those, but someone to help me out.
As for the man at the door, I would wonder why he was alone in the house, maybe he had no family or friends, because they wanted to help him but he didn't want to, probably because he thought that help was bad, not like candy, those are delicious, raspberry, melon and my favorite...Meat! What? Why do you miss it? These are things that we all have in our daily lives: roast meat, beef, rotten meat, human flesh.
In ancient Greece, what they used to do was to take them to limbo, a place where they could live with a lot of souls waiting to be judged to go to heaven or hell, some of them were never judged and regretted it.
Back to reality, the houses of those men are usually full of red things, surely ketchup...Suppose he wanted to make a hot dog, there are two options for it, let's consider that he makes the old one: Take a slice of bread, take sausages, cut the slice of bread and put the sausage, oh and buy ketchup in the nearest alley, he just needs the help of a person, preferably a child.
As a reward for the trust given to the man, let's call him Juan, Juan takes him to his house, where he can make more friends, and not only people, but also animals, like pigs for example.
That child surely has friends, doesn't he? well, we should let them know that he is going to make new friends, in fact I, I mean, we, excuse me, I, I told you that I am we, no, you don't exist! Sorry about this mishap, I was arguing with JM, an old friend, he knows how to make a good hotdog and how to freeze sausages to make them last, in fact he is well known in the area but a little old, so I decided to help him go buy ketchup in the alley, well, hehe, there was no ketchup, I was the ketchup.
