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Helena was a woman who was addicted to mystery stories, the living dead, ghost apparitions and supernatural history, she liked to discover that world where everything was inexplicable. One day she decided to visit an island well known for its beauty and its history of mystery, she wanted to experience what was said about it, as she said that on that island everyone who came to spend a weekend could not sleep, but her curiosity reached the limit to know this island known as "Las Caracas", the day arrived most expected by Helena to travel to the island, she was accompanied by 5 people among them was her boyfriend Luis, her friend Carmen who also liked these adventures, Pedro, Carmen's boyfriend, her brother Jose and her cousin Jesus.
Jesus was also the one who knew the island and had the boat that would take them there, so Helena and her friends were prepared to go to the island, they took a thermos full of coffee to drink on the way, as they all liked, prepared their luggage, some food and their camera, so they left and arrived at the island at about 11:15 in the morning: 15 in the morning, so they beached the boat and there they were received by Mr. Israel, a robust man of about 63 years, with sunburned skin, he lived alone, he welcomed them so he welcomed them and accommodated them in a fishermen's enramada where they were going to sleep in hammocks, there was a kitchen there to prepare food. So they prepared the food and went out in the boat to enjoy the beautiful beaches that were in the place, then they returned at about 5 in the afternoon.
When they arrived they prepared coffee and filled the thermos again, Mr. Israel arrived and told him that it was a good idea to prepare a lot of coffee because the stories he was going to tell were very long and creepy and he also knew that they were going to have insomnia. Mr. Israel turned on the electric plant of his house giving a little illumination to the place where they were all gathered, then he arrived and settled in his place asking for a coffee to start the story, he sighed and began to tell the first story.
The first story he told him was the sound of chains and horse gallops that the locals have heard for a long time on that island, my parents told me that they said that this sound is apparently due to the time of the colony on that island Spanish ships arrived with slaves tied with chains, They kept their chests full of gold, pearls, morocotas burying them in strategic places, the chests were many and very heavy, they spent hours in the sun working and tied with chains, they tortured them and many of them died and were buried right there without any burial.
In our conversation was always present the cup of coffee, so he told us a case that he experienced firsthand tells that a couple who were studying marine biology came to spend some time on the island to investigate the things of the sea and knew nothing of the mysterious history surrounding this island, So he transferred them with a boat to a bower 500 meters from the house at about 6 pm, 4 hours after leaving the couple, they arrived there scared because when they went to bed they could not sleep because they felt noises of chains and when they fell asleep they instantly dreamed the same thing they said they were told to get out of there, so the next day they left the island without being able to do their research.
He also told us about people who had drowned, black slaves running on the beach, vampires, among others. Mr. Israel wanted to go to sleep but before leaving he had another cup of coffee and they also drank it and then they realized that the coffee was finished. This night was long and it was already 2 o'clock in the morning and everyone was sleepy, after a while they fell asleep when suddenly they heard the loud noises of the chains and woke up, they were afraid but sleep overcame them. Helena was the only one who could not sleep and suddenly she saw a man but he had no head, she was very scared and picked up her boyfriend, who was sound asleep, she insisted and suddenly everyone woke up scared because they all had a nightmare, when they told the dream they all agreed on the same thing.
Then they got up very sleepy and Carmen told them I am going to prepare coffee because I have a feeling that the night is going to be very long and nobody is going to sleep, when she was preparing the coffee she felt a chill because she saw in the distance several people at that time walking along the beach and after a while she turned to see and they were gone, she told her friends about what she thought she had seen and they told her that they had also seen it and that the same thing happened to them, so they drank about 3 thermos of coffee in a row to wait awake for the dawn. When dawn came they gathered their things and left, thanking Mr. Israel for his hospitality and telling them that they were leaving because they were not going to endure one more night this story of terror that was lived on that island.
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