About 6 months ago, I met a very handsome young man in a coffee shop in the city of Caracas / Capital of Venezuela, while I was having an exquisite coffee, when I asked for my bill to cancel the waiter told me that I did not owe anything, that the young man at the other table had canceled, I looked around and saw him, he bowed and affirmed it, he got up and approached me asking me if he could sit at the table where I was, I answered that I was on my way out since I had things to do, he insisted and I accepted, but only for a few minutes, I told him, I'm in a hurry.
We exchanged phone numbers, but that guy never called me, of course I never called him either.
Suddenly, one Saturday at noon my phone rang, and my biggest surprise was that it was Hector: "Hi Tibi," he said, and without waiting for me to say anything he excused himself for not having called me in all these months, and to justify himself he invited me to have coffee with him, but this time in a coffee shop he knew.
He told me that he could come by looking for me and when he let me talk I told him that there was no problem, that if he hadn't called me he had his reasons, so I accepted his invitation but I didn't want him to come looking for me so he wouldn't know my home address.
We agreed to meet in a central place in the city at 5:00 p.m. and we were both there on time. After greeting each other he said follow me and got in his car, I got in mine and followed him.
We drove many kilometers, I was already a little scared because we were getting far away from the city and I did not know this young man. I called him on the phone expressing my concern and he answered me -we are getting there, don't worry-.
In minutes we arrived at a beautiful place, we parked the cars and from there we could see the cafeteria, we entered, everything was decorated for Halloween very nice, but since I entered I got a shiver all over my body, we continued and we sat at a table, I looked around the whole place and the people were very strange, with devilish looks and they all looked at me and laughed in an exaggerated, ugly way.
Hector ordered two large coffee with milk and a touch of cinnamon, it was exquisite, while I was tasting it he tried to kiss me and when I tried to avoid him, he bit me in the neck, I started to bleed a lot without stopping, everyone was laughing around me and shouting "that's right friend Hector, another one for our satanic sect" I started to cry and scream for help and what could be seen were people with witches costumes, making fun of me.
I ran to look for my car and I couldn't find it, everything was very dark, I ran, I ran as much as I could and when I turned around I had that amount of people chasing me, until I couldn't stand the tiredness anymore and I fell down, they all made fun of me, they stopped making a circle around me, they started to shout: "you are one of ours, you won't be able to escape, (I was bathed in blood and I didn't understand what sect they were referring to), in the distance was Hector contemplating all that with a diabolical look and a frightening laugh, he was no longer the handsome young man I met a few months ago.
From now on I will be much more attentive when I am invited for coffee and especially if Halloween is approaching.
So far my participation in this fun initiative, I hope you liked it, thank you for reading it. This time I would like to invite @yuliannysimc to participate.
The photos are my own edited in Canva in its free version.
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I used deepl translator for this post.
