A death foretold

He rose, still holding his intestines and again tried to question his killers, but again found that he could not bring the words to his lips.In a state of confusion, he began to walk. He walked completely around the house and went in through the kitchen door.Seeing him, Wenefrida Márquez called out to him, “Santiago, my son, what has happened to you?” “They’ve killed me Wene child,” Santiago replied. He stumbled and fell before he had the chance to continue his thought. They’ve killed me, but I do not understand why. He managed to get back up and brush the dirt from his guts before he was again swallowed by darkness

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