When I was little I liked to go with my friend Sofia to visit her grandmother, who lived out of the city, in a small town away from all the hustle and bustle of society. We always liked to sit with her for a snack while she told us horror stories. One afternoon he told us about how in his adolescence he had witnessed something very dark. A weekend together with a group of friends decided to go to the river, everything had happened quietly, but when they decided to go back home they heard the cry of a baby that seemed to come from nearby rocks, quickly began to look for the creature and believed find it when seeing a small bulge, but when it turned out to be a small skeleton, full of fear they threw it into the river and just then the sky turned red and blood began to rain, fear possessed them and they ran without looking back. When they reached the road they looked at each other's pale faces without being able to say anything, as they were completely dry and without any trace of blood.