James SK 1870
Parte 1...
You and James had been married for a few years and had a two-year-old boy named Jason. You lived on a farm that belonged to James's father. He worked chopping wood and taking care of the farm animals.
He sold these, and that's how you lived. Everything seemed normal. James was a quiet man, but since you were like that too, it didn't seem like a problem. Besides, he was a great father to Jason.
Every day after finishing the chores, you watched James playing with Jason in the garden and could hear his laughter because of his father's games. You knew you had made the right choice marrying him.
But there was something about James that you didn't know about: his dark thoughts that he didn't share with anyone.
While you and Jason slept under his protection, unaware of his evil desires. Sometimes, in the middle of the night, James would get up and go to the barn.
To a box he kept hidden there with his gun, some notes and drawings that reminded him of his dark desires.
If anyone asked you, you'd remember that fateful morning as if it were yesterday. You were sitting in the living room feeding Jason when you saw the news in the newspaper. In a small town like that, it was one of those cases that would be talked about for days.
One of your neighbors was eaten by a wild animal in the forest. That is, partially eaten, only his stomach was ripped open. It was horrible.
You'd known the man for years, and besides, you'd be worried when James went hunting. Even though you were desperate, James seemed unshakeable.
He reassured you by saying he knew every animal in that forest. Laughing, he assured you that nothing would ever happen to him and that he would always come back to protect you and Jason, even though he seemed so relaxed and calm about the matter.
Everyone else in town, including you, was completely terrified, curious, and Saddened by the tragic loss of a friend, James insisted that the man didn't know the place very well.
He kept saying he had "bad luck" but that it would never happen to him.
Time passed and passed, and when the whole town seemed to forget about it, another man was found in pieces in the town forest.
This time, the man was a traveler who had come to spend a few days in the city. Once again, James laughed at the situation while playing with Jason on the porch.
You looked at the forest in terror, seeing that a man had been killed less than twenty-four hours earlier.
James laughed and said, "It was a stranger, love...they end up like that."
