The woods
Two curious tourists were walking trough the mountain when the sunset was ocurring, the land was getting darker and the woods were getting deeper.- I told you we should go to the beach. This trip totally sucks - Said the Girl to her boyfriend as she was getting tired.
- could you give me a break? - he responded - this Is the one place that I get to choose and now you're blowing it.
Tepoztlan was always a magical town, people from all over the world came to see all of the witches and “curanderos” who offered a show and their services to anyone. But no one talks about the dark magic that exist on this comun tradicions, the one that involves playing with life and death. The one that Is recived by the enemiee of good, and Is performed on his prescence.
The two turist didn't know at the time, but the night of the deaths Is the moment for this magic to rise, and left the evil escape for a dangerous night.
- Did you hear that noise? - asked the Girl to her boyfriend when a tetrical music started at the distance.
- Do you think si an event on the tourist ride we paid? - Ask the men not knowing what was really happening near that spot.
When they arrived they saw a lot of fire coming out of the ground, but when they tried to escape it was to late for a run. The things that they saw were never well known, but since that night, every Halloween a lot of tourists walk the pat that the couple was walking once. And all that they expect Is to see the screaming faces that the trees has on their trunk.
Some people assure that the dark rites are still ocurring, cause at Halloween the screaming Is unstoppable on the deepest of the woods.
