The Night of Silence[Micro-Account]

From a very early age my father taught me to respect the spirits to believe and never to doubt their strengths.
I grew up with those values until a certain age in my life, after a while I forgot about it.

One day drinking alcohol with my friends we decided to do a kind of ritual, went to a place where there was an abandoned church, entered the place and sat down.

We started with something a little soft, a game that on second thought would be the greatest misfortune of our lives. Turning that night into the worst night of our time.

At the beginning of the night there were 7 of us, at first many laughed but without words everything happened from one moment to the next, the fear shook us and the place took over.

Something ghoulish was happening there, astounding us with the acts that had happened and were about to happen.
We tried to analyze the situation but when we were drunk nothing scared us, one of the girls wanted to try to run away from the place, that was the worst decision she could make.

When trying to get out a strange force took it and threw it against some glass, when it fell it made deep cuts that made it bleed out in seconds.

Ungratefully, there was nothing we could do to save her.

There were only six of us left, sitting in a circle waiting for who would be next.

20 minutes later my desperate friend decides to mark him to the police, but unfortunately another bad decision to just ring 2 tones of the call a strange force possesses him, making him vote foam by the mouth and shake.

Minutes later he died, apparently from a heart attack.
There were only five of us left and counting. We all already knew that our destiny was death and that there would be no turning back.

To be continued. . .