A Skeleton's Trek
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A resurrected Central American skeleton seeks out a New Yorker psychiatrist.
An amnesiac FBI agent visits a fortune teller in East Harlem.
Both of them get confronted with much more terrible truths than the troubles for which they sought help.
May every mirage of the Jornada del Muerto desert pray for them!
* Mystery short story.
* Inspired by a dream.
* Featured on Wattpad's official StoriesUndiscovered (September, 2023).
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