Fobos Stories

Un nictofóbico intenta obtener ayuda de un psicólogo de Aguas Turbias. Sus miedos más profundos se volverán realidad.

"It is like I was falling, falling infinitely, on a precipice, that does not end, and there is no light, only a hand, cold, offered to help me but.... if he is also falling, how will he help me?"