Laura had fulfilled her part of the bargain. She leaned back in the back of Frank K’s car and waited for the final moment.
Laura was a single mother who years ago had suffered an economic crisis that left her in ruin. In a few days she lost her job, ran out of savings and received an eviction order from her home. Laura borrowed from the banks, but none granted it. Then she went to lenders and usurers, but she did not find anyone to trust her. Finally, Laura made a desperate and embarrassing attempt. She took her two children by the hands and went to the mansion of Frank K.
Frank K was a quirky and reserved old man. The people who knew him commented that he had made his fortune with magic and dark arts, however he was the richest man in the city.
Frank K himself opened the door and asked her to enter his mansion. Lucia did so, still clutching her children.
– Mr Frank, these are my two children, they are only 7 and 5 years old. And if you do not help me they will be kicked out of your house and starve on the street. Frank looked at the tearful, frightened faces of the children and felt that he could not abandon these little creatures to such a black destination.
– Listen to me, ma’am. Yos I am a very old man, I am over 90 years old and for weeks I have noticed that death approaches me. I have so much money that I do not even know what to do with it. But, in my long life, I have committed terrible acts so that I will be punished after my death. When I die, I will go to hell if I do not find a pure and holy soul to show me the way to the heavenly paradise. I will give you all I have, I will put all my properties to your name if you take this cyanide capsule half an hour after my burial. If you do, your children will not go hungry, they will not be evicted from your house and I will find your soul in the beyond and show me the way to the Parisian DO YOU ACCEPT?
Laura hesitated for a moment, but the touch of her children’s hands on her own made all her doubts disappear. I ACCEPT, Laura answered and took the cyanide capsule from Frank K’s hand and carefully placed it in the pocket of her T-shirt, next to her heart.
For a few months, Laura was happy. For the first time in her life she could squander the money and buy all the whims that appealed to her. She paid her creditors and gave dozens of toys to her children.
But on the cold afternoon of Halloween Eve, a servant of Frank K dressed all in black knocked on the door of Laura’s house. The servant informed Luisa that Frank K had died suddenly that same afternoon and that he would be buried in the old cemetery at the end of Halloween night and the beginning of the day of all saints. And remembered that Lucia had a deal with the late Mr. Frank K that she should respect or her children would not get even a penny more of the fortune of Frank K
Laura did not need to be reminded, she knew exactly what to do for her children. And she suspected that Frank K’s death was no accident, that he had chosen this day and that moment to be buried
Laura attended the funeral, sat down in the backseat of Frank K’s car and pulled the cyanide bottle from her small pouch beside her heart. She prayed for protection and remembering her little children drank the contents of the bottle. The taste was sweet and pleasant. She felt the liquid flow down his neck to her stomach. Then she felt her eyes close as the dream filled her. She tried not to cry, but she could not. Her last sensation in life was the taste of her own tears that seeped into her mouth. Then the silence and the darkness had found her dead.
Later on the morning of all saints’ day, a huge car of death-black paint parked in front of Laura’s house. From there Frank’s servant came down, circled the car, and opened the right rear door. She came down, dressed in mourning, Mrs. Laura.
As soon as her children saw her, they ran to embrace her. “Mom, Mom, we’ve missed you so much. You were very sad, we were afraid something had happened to you. – I have not felt so good in years. From now on I will always be at your side. You will not miss anything, I will make you happy. To begin with, we are moving to a much larger house, to Mr. K.’s house. Catching the children by the hand she took them inside the car to start a new life.
A new life like the one Frank K had started that night. On Halloween night, the spirits can walk the earth, that’s why he had chosen that moment to be buried. Frank K forced his own death, waited to be buried and attended his own funeral, in his spiritual form walked among the living without their being aware of his presence. There he could see who were crying and who were laughing when they buried his corpse.
He had to wait for the moment, but he felt that time was running out, the demons of hell would soon reclaim his soul. The night of Halloween was over, now they would start looking for him to condemn his soul to eternal suffering. He directed his spirit into the backseat of his own car. There he waited for his faithful servant to take Mrs. Laura. Patiently he watched Laura settle into the backseat of the car. Although he listened as the demons of death sought him, he did not fret. Laura opened the bottle and drank the contents. The demons had almost reached him and would soon drag his soul into hell.
Laura at that moment died and saw how her soul came out of body. A moment after her death Laura realized that her spirit was a great white cloud in a dark world, beside her was another white cloud, and Laura knew at once that the white cloud was the spirit of Frank K, But she also felt a great cold and terror as she noticed the demons of death approaching to drag the spirit of Frank k to hell. She tried to communicate with Frank and tell him to follow her, that she knew the way to heaven, but that they should do it before they were caught. Then she could hear the voice of Fran K’s spirit telling her,
– I AM SORRY
Immediately, the white cloud that was Frank K leaked through all the pores of her dying body and she could see the eyes of Laura’s body opened, how her breast inflated and how she breathed again. It was the last contact she came to have with the world of the living, immediately noticed cold, strong, black hands that grabbed her and pushed her to hell.
Shrill voices hammered in her brain. “Frank K, you’re going to pay for all the infamous acts you’ve done in life.” And she knew they were telling her.
Because she was Frank K
TO BE CONTINUED