Six years had passed since the events from "the green house". I knew that since that experience, my life was going to change for ever.
Now, getting into the story, I was on summer vacations-my father has a house on Puerto Cayo-so I went with my sister and my dad for a week. Puerto Cayo is located on the province of Manabi in Ecuador.
It was Friday afternoon, when I decided to go a play a soccer match with some people of the town. The soccer matches, take place, in a soccer field, which is located on a small mount that is about five minutes from the center of the town.
After the soccer match, I stayed with a group of friends talking until around seven o clock. Then, my friends told me they were going to the local canteen. I refused to go and drink, I was tired and wanted to get a bath and sleep.
So, I left the field, and started to walk back home. There was a crescent moon high up on the night. I had made like a hundred meters from the field. I was in the middle of the road, in the middle of the mount when a cool breeze, made me shiver with cold, this breeze chilled my bones.
Then something made me turn around, as if the wind called my name. Then I saw a big figure it had the shape of a boar, this thing had red eyes and then it cried. What I heard pierced my soul; this cry had the mixture of the crying of a woman and the crying of a pig. It is the most horrible thing I have heard in my life.
I started to run as fast as my feet allowed me. I rolled, and fractured a finger from the fall. As soon as I reached the town, this beast disappeared in a kind of fog like smoke, and those red eyes, disappeared in the dark.
The strangest of all things is that none of the people in that town have ever seen that beast. I wasn't drunk, I was completely sane.
The night I was leaving Puerto Cayo, I saw that on the road which connected the highway with the town, there was a black-cloaked figure with red eyes staring at me. I saw the figure vanish with the wind when I was about a mile away.