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>Maybe I shouldn't have accepted Rosa's request...
>I look up at the crumbling church, wood rotting, windows all shattered.
>"Don't worry, 'gato asustado', just gonna get some pictures, this place will look amazing when it gets renovated!"
>Even with her encouraging words, the place still gives me the creeps.
>The door is large and imposing, but with Rosa's core strength, it pushes aside quite easily.
>The first thing that catches my attention is the odor, all of the moist wood has made the place reek of nature in the worst way possible
>Black mold growing on the walls, staining it like a skin cancer.
>The other thing that catches my attention is the decaying crucified figure displayed on top of the sermon altar.
>The years have not been kind to that thing, it's once solemn expression has devolved into a unrecognizable mess
>"Just wait here a moment, I'll take some photos of the back."
>Rosa quickly disappears from sight, leaving me all alone in the massive hall.
>I sit down on one of the benches, even the small creak it gives makes my heart jump.
>It's deathly silent.
>As I sit, waiting for Rosa, I hear a voice
> "Anon"
>For a moment, I imagine it's Rosa, calling me for something.
>But that voice is familiar, way too familiar
>"Anon"
>The voice gets closer, as the terrifying realization grips my heart
>"Anon"
>That's my own voice, calling me.
>I watch, too terrified to move a muscle, as a apparition walks from one of the confession boothes.
>It's me, wearing my usual green jacket, but there's blood running down from its chest.
>It sits beside me, and I can't help but stare.
> "If you don't treat her right, she'll leave a hole in your heart."
>The figure grins, it's smile way too wide.
>My body can't continue for longer, I dart away, stumbling down to the floor once I reach the outside.
>I struggle to breath, unsure of what I saw.
>I send Rosa a quick text, explaining why I left
>Never going back there