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The Pacemakers


Episode 6: The Pacemaker

The small apartment balcony Isaac dimly outlined on the second floor of a humble apartment block in the cryptic and foggy night in the Carrer Ferran number thirty-six. The silhouettes of passers-by were fleeting bursts of reality for the troubled mind of Dr. Merino.

Isaac could not think, could not answer, could not understand the banality of Barbara speaking. His mind was plunged into a maelstrom of memories, in a constant loop, a perfect circle to infinity, that did not stop.

- Isaac, Is something wrong? You're like a journey of weird since we left the parking lot.

- Huh? Ah, sorry Barbara, is that I have a few complications ... ... some cases in the hospital and have me somewhat concerned, nothing more.

- you sure? You know for that I am, if you have any problems, you can tell me.

- Yes, I know Barby. Quiet is nothing, trust me.

- Well, you'd better doctor Merino ... Or we will have problems!

- Yes Miss Heredia. Do not want problems with the only fan of the special sauce Merino.

- Speaking of that sauce. It's time to try it again!

- Yes, let us go. I'm sorry I worried, Barby.

- Nothing man, you do not worry, I worry because I want. But I do not see you overwhelmed by nonsense, "Le Don Merino has become clear?

- Yes, very clearly. Can we go?

Isaac put the key in the old wooden porch. When open, the rickety door, which was renovated all the lock changed ten years ago, let out a small but powerful crunch. The soft-gray spiral stairs was subtly illuminated by tiny lights that accompany the endless spiral of steps. It was an old building, believed Merino have been more than fifty years. No one had ever worried about putting a lift, so the only way was to go was through the rickety stairs.

Barbara was already accustomed to the gloomy building, was not the first or last time I visited the good doctor. Merino took care of the young Seville as if the daughter she never had, but the feelings of these went beyond family ties.

As they climbed the winding stairs to the second floor, Isaac heard a strange metallic screech, unrecognizable to the doctor. Merino tried to sharpen their hearing to detect where it came from the unknown sound, but the erratic resonance, as if he had guessed what he thought the doctor, stopped almost instantly.

When Isaac was to give it, I was at the door of her apartment, with Barby at his side, who outlined a smile that could melt it to the Petermann glacier himself. Merino smiled back, and proceeded to open the door, but something caught his attention: the lock was forced. Isaac's brain was suffering a critical time: the threat of Galindo, the Vortex, The Journal of Marcus, and now this. Merino felt a sharp pain in the chest. His hand automatically went to the source of pain: his heart. The weak heart, which caused his mother so much trouble when Isaac was a child. The same doubt made him more than once if they really deserved to be alive. The same as when I was suffering problems or was under pressure, began to throw soft and constant lunges until it became a torture. Isaac was a practical person, a person who believed in the evolution of science, but he had never accepted the help of a pacemaker to overcome this serious problem. "That's so old, and I'm in the prime of life" was what Murphy said when asked about the "clock." But at that moment, with Barbara at his side watching him helplessly, finally asked: "Why did not I accepted the intervention? Why have I not accepted the pacemaker? "But it was too late. Merino Isaac closed his eyes, thinking again about that bloody and weak heart, giving him trouble. Although this would probably be the last.

Barby's face clouded with tears, calling urgently requesting an ambulance to hospital, was the last I got to see Isaac, as he fell into the darkness of oblivion.

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Chapter 9: Bob and Rita (Part I)

When we were eating dinner the phone rang that Martina had left us if we had any problems. In a phone appeared in bright letters that read Martina. None of the three knew how to pick it and we were very nervous because they did not stop ringing and we really must be something important for the call was so insistent.
Rosa decided to end the problem out into the street hand mobile. Not idle, addressed to a boy passing by saying if he did the favor of picking up the phone. The boy kindly, though puzzled face, helped and explained how to do it at a later time. While a squeaky little voice out of the impertinent machine.
- Yes? Hi Martina, I'm Rosa. Yes, I know that we have taken but we did not know to pick up the phone, we finally had to help a guy Passing through the street, "Rosa said as she walked home. Rita and I were quietly trying to hear what Martin said to the other side of the line. At one point, Rose pushed a button and suddenly Martina's voice filled the room.
"Let's see. Do I hear three? - Martina asked.
"Yes, I hear, answer all three at once.
"You know that Rita and Bob Mephisto out on the cover of the magazine Bola! I knew the track would bring us trouble! In a fine mess you've gotten us ... "said Rita Martina very angry.
"Well, the headline reads as follows: The heater de Borja Mephisto with his new conquest, an heiress of the upper class Barcelona. And inside the magazine is an entire photo shoot for as little rise in your night jingle-bell tone. And why not!, A photo of your farewell on the doorstep. God know where you live ... Surely you are spying on night and day, "said Martina very worried.
"Please close all the windows go down all the blinds and do not go out to the garden or the street until I get there. Do you agree? "Added Martina.
"Yes, okay. Martina Do not worry, I will if I said, while Rosa and Rita nodded. Martina
After hanging up, we heard a knock at the garden and we saw a man dropped the orange situado al lado de la fuente. Las tres soltamos un grito ahogado y salimos corriendo a cerrar todas las ventanas y persianas tal y como nos había dicho Martina. El hombre al saberse descubierto saltó la tapia del jardín y desapareció sin dejar rastro. Las tres nos pusimos muy nerviosas, no sabíamos el rato que hacía que estaba ese hombre en nuestro jardín ni las fotos que podía haber tomado. La cosa se iba complicando por momentos. Tras charlar un rato intentando buscar soluciones para arreglar el patinazo de Rita, decidimos que la única solución era echar mano de las galletas. Cuando estábamos pensando qué deseo formular sonó el timbre de la puerta. Ninguna de las tres osaba abrir. No sabíamos quién podía be, Martina was away ... Finally Rosa, at the insistence of the ring, decided to see who it was. When he opened he found himself face with the tremendous element, Borja Mephisto, who was asking about Rita bearing in hand a giant bouquet of white roses and red. Rita at his voice could not help but look out and see the beautiful bouquet, lost papers and shame. Bob grabbed his jacket and pushed him inside the house. Bob shot once in the field as if they had been given an irrational outburst began to kiss like two cannibals devouring their prey before our astonished eyes. Finally, while kissing never got into the room occupied by Rita and closed the door shut. Rosa and I could not shut his mouth, Rita had gone crazy?, This would only make things worse!, Martina would do if she knew! Spent hours and hours and Bob and Rita were still leaving the room, yes, we knew we were alive in the amount of noise they made ... how awful!, What frenzy!, Like two possessed ...
Rosa and I decided to give a look at the television to distract our attention from the tremendous show they were offering Rita and Bob. But as what came on TV we are not motivated at all, decided to go to sleep.
In Rita next morning and his "friend" still did not leave the room so I started to worry. If Martina came and found Bob at home was going to ride the San Quentin, so I decided to bite the bedroom door to tell Rita to do a favor to shipping. After the tremendous element chopping repeatedly opened the door, but as God brought the world! I could not help letting out a cry, what more awkward situation!
"Sorry," you can tell Rita that out?, I have to tell you something, "I said trying to look at his face, which it was difficult because the nerves of the situation diverted my gaze your gadget ...
"But wait, I'll see if the wake is very tired," replied with a grin. Finally
jackets Rita appeared to have spent the night doing a marathon and a set of underwear as pidgin.
- What's Minerva?, I hope it's important what I have to say, I have awakened, "said Rita faced with a nasty temper.

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The Curse Eternal Metaphor and Cachivache on unfinished

In most folk tales of the West has been much talk about the ghosts that drag chains, those souls in purgatory can not find peace because they are still attached to matters not in his earthly life ended. Beyond the metaphor that Dickens made famous with the character of Jacob Marley greedy, I can attest that there is a peculiar artifact caused mainly by the things we leave unfinished, one that has fact that I hate leaving unfinished business.

Not that you do not. On the contrary, I am a person who frequently gets more commitments than it can handle, and that's who I am wound between promises links lightly and would like to leave daily duties, which are unfortunately all too familiar one gadget in my dusty attic of unwanted items.

Chains Earrings Affairs strange contraptions. The first peculiarity is that each person is the architect of his own, and no locksmith that can force the lock to free us from them. It's very simple build, and often do without realizing it, because each link is relatively small in itself, and only when it weaves a considerable amount of them are amazed that we can see that the particular device is tied to our mind . There is also another essential ingredient to materialize the chain, and is a minimum of consciousness and responsibility. After all, people who do not give importance to what has been left unfinished ends up calling another class of gadgets that have little to do with it, and perhaps more terrible.

Maybe you can ask what effect brings a range of outstanding issues. Well, like any chain, produces a weight that is becoming increasingly difficult to drag. Is, after all, a shackle that carries part of our spirit to an earlier time and space by choice or by external circumstances left incomplete. As the strings are not just objects in general is not always our fault that materializes an annoying link and give us a little heavier the journey of life. In fact, I discovered that all carry a tolerable amount of these chains, either by holding on to certain things or just because not everything that we We can finish incomplete.

If you want to get rid

Chain Unfinished strategies are easier than others. The main one is ridiculously simple: finish what they left unresolved. If an apology to someone who hurt, do it. If it is a bureaucratic process that have not actually figure it out. Whether the matter is, it makes sense to remove the heaviness of the links is to address the causes that caused its existence in the first place. The more you let stay a pending case will be heavier chain.

If there is no way to deal with the causes that originated the chain, you need to find ways to make peace with the pending case. This is, in my opinion, the most difficult to get rid of the chain, because it implies an acceptance of circumstances often beyond our powers. As I said earlier, many of these links will remain with us always, because often our humanity makes us a bunch of incomplete dreams.

important thing, dear visitors to this cachivachero, you do not load up in our lives with unnecessary strings, and the weight because of the inevitable is enough power to carry on our journey.

Poem Personal Strength

I will cut the light

Well not only me but the entire building, if not around too.
Only for two hours, I guess for maintenance.

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Episode 5: The Vortex


After a busy day at work and getting ready for the next day, Isaac went to the parking lot. A huge place that has history. According to the ladies in the area, in the same place they shot the Reds trying to fight the regime, and since then their souls are about to demand justice for the site. These stories always seemed to Isaac Merino popular myth, but after what happened, and do not know what to think. Does size urban myth could come to life as the ancient Romans thought about their dead, which turned-out from their graves lemurs to harass certain things? Is it possible that the dead have unfinished business in our world and roam for indoors, unable to enjoy life, escaping from the existence of the same spectrum? Merino went on his car, model of those that left no one indifferent, for better or for worse. Galindo used to make comments on their peer group (which, according to him, covering the whole hospital) on the car of Dr. Merino, trying to foment hatred of the good doctor, like an old neighborhood gossip is involved. On the other hand, the flamboyant Isaac Gray Karmann Ghia was the favorite car of the Director Fuentes, so more than once asked him to take a walk around the hidden places of Barna, diving and a fantasy that participants were only two old friends.

age pardons no one, not even to Isaac, who was trying to search your car, without that luck is on their side.
- Where do I have left? Mother, that headache! Today was a tough day and busy, and also ... that light. Isaac thinks he thinks. Where did you leave the car? One moment ...
Isaac seem to remember something: the car alarm.
- Well, better is nothing. To touch the button on the alarm and go by the sound, I have no choice. At least I know I was on this floor, better than nothing.

Suddenly a figure moved in circles around Dr. Merino in the shadows of the dark parking lot. The parking lot was completely empty, and the rumbling echo of a leak incessantly. The shadow began to move ever closer to Isaac, creating orbits around it, until Isaac sees only shadows. What was that? Is the urban legend of ghosts was true? Were not the ghost ethereal beings, translucent, and had no human contact? Isaac Merino
never been so scared in his life. I had never hosted such a feeling in your heart. Fear of the unknown, of what science could not explain. Never in all his years of service had seen anyone move like that, or more trained soldiers, or more agile athletes. Never. What was rolling around the doctor was not human, he was sure of it. The vortex becoming more and more closed around him. Isaac is decided, your mind gets to relax, but not quite, enough to try a risky move ... a bet: all or nothing.

- Hey, you crazy shit! Ghost, spook, lemur, weirdo, whatever you are. Do I hear? What you want from me?
- You ... you ... Isaac ... Merino.
- Yes, I am, how smart you are black bug.
- Tu ... thread ... the destination ... ... has ... been ... linked ... to ... more ... thread ... of ...
All ... the red thread ... ... ... to ... ... of ... Renegade thread.
- Renegade? What do you mean? Who are you?
- Have you seen ... ... "The Light" ... must ... be ... ...
purified - a minute! What was that light? If you know something, please let me know. I do not care who you are or what you want, but need to know what all this meant.
- Still ... no ... is ... the ... time ... Isaac ... Merino.
- And when will be? Tell me!

Far away across the car park, you hear a rapid pace. Splash through the leak reveals the position of the other person, that goes to the doctor's car.

- Doctor Merino, I'm Barbara! Are you here? He has forgotten his wallet in the office, bring it here!

No, all except her. The small Barby, who got admitted as a nurse, whom he saved from living like a pauper. All but her. Isaac tries to pass through the black abyss, but useless.

- Another ... thread ... is ... it ... together ... to ... ...
red thread ... - No, not Barbara meddle in this, has nothing to do!
- Still ... no ... is ... the ... time. We ... back ... to ... find ... Hermit ... Isaac ... ...
Merino - Hey, wait!

Shadow has dissipated, the vortex is gone. Everything is back to normal, and Isaac is increasingly confusing. "Hierophant? A black shadow?

- Doctor Merino! At last I find.
- Oh, Barbara. Is something wrong?
- If doctor, he had forgotten the wallet in his office. It appears that Alzheimer's does not forgive his age.
- A Little Respect your elders young lady! Or suffer the wrath of Galindo!
- Isaac No, please listen to anything but Galindo!
- Well, Barbara, since you're here why do not you accompany me to dinner? Today he planned to make chicken and rice with special sauce Merino.
- I would not miss the salsa for the world, Isaac!
- Well, well, well then up girl.
- Yes sir! Isaac Merino

not yet thought about the nice dinner I would have with Barbara, his mind was elsewhere: the light, the vortex, the Hermit, the Renegade, the red ... too much indescribable. Many puzzles and few answers. Merino has been decided: after dinner with Barbara begin to investigate everything that has happened in recent days. No more procrastination.

The search for truth begins ... right now.