Chronology of an Unfinished Event Cronología de un suceso inacabado
It is midnight, the streets are deserted and I go for a walk in the light of the full moon. The smell of jasmine overwhelms me and I feel very good. Everything is silent and the city sleeps its deep sleep of the long day. Suddenly I hear a click and I feel a blow to the head. A red thread of something hot slides down the eyelid of the left eye and it do not let me see. My head looks like it's going to explode. When I realize it, I'm on the floor in a pool of blood. I bring my left hand to the wound to try to mitigate the pain but the warm blood sprouts with force unstoppedly. I hear footsteps. I ask for help. Someone is coming. His face is covered by a handkerchief. He leans up and asks me: How is it going? - Please help me. I'm hurt The stranger gets up and walks away. I scream at him desperately. - Call an ambulance. Please! He walks away slowly, pacing. He turns and stay there looking at me without saying anything. Today, after many years I remember ...