Siendo zamarreado

 SIENDO ZAMARREADO (The moment when he was being grabbed)

Many years ago in a village in the north wind, there lived a young man with much curiosity. He loved to explore the mountains, despite the danger of being attacked by wild beasts; The latest warning was a slight increase in the number of bears around ... although this was not worried about that young man... almost he preferred contact with any danger than the contact with his neighbors, particularly those who was filled with vanity and pride, unable to adapt to life in the countryside. One day in early fall, went hunting in the hope of being able to eat grilled meat, because the pantry was empty. As he walked, he enjoyed looking at the moss on the bark of trees, he liked to smell the aromas of the forest and amused himself whereas he was stalking and observing animals, without being seen. The wind was hitting him in the face and he felt free. He felt like shouting for joy, but it was not the most appropriated considering his appetite

Suddenly, he felt something was screaming and he thought it was the forest itself who was doing it ... Dozens of animals get out of nowhere running towards him, but they passed by. For a moment there was no sound [...] And then, the hungry hunter found himself head-on with a fire going at full speed. He ran to escape more than he had never run before, even he drop his prized shotgun to run faster. He tried to describe a diagonal to the wind to avoid being trapped by the fire. For many minutes he felt that was the end, but eventually he escaped. He went into a clearing overlooking a private way. He collapsed exhausted, satisfied by the extra impulse that had got himself the adrenaline. After a while, got up thanking to a god in which he did not believe. In that moment he observed a strange movement in the undergrowth. [...] When approaching discovered one of the villagers. He was about to greet him when he saw a few bottles kept in his SUV ... Wanted to get away, but the Land Rover owner noticed his presence and pounced on the boy, grabbing him and slamming him violently to death. [...]

Quickly took the body to a site where would spend the fire and left several of his own bottles of gasoline. So he would appear up defeated by the terror that he would have caused

Hace muchos años, en un pueblo de la tramontana, vivía un joven con mucha curiosidad. Le encantaba explorar los montes, pese al peligro de ser atacado x fieras salvajes; Las últimas noticias avisaban de un ligero crecimiento en el número de osos en los alrededores... aunque esto no le preocupaba a aquel joven; Casi prefería el peligro al contacto con alguno de sus vecinos, en particular con aquellos llenos de vanidad y soberbia, incapaces de adaptarse a la vida en el campo. Un día, a principios de otoño, salió a cazar con la esperanza de poder comer carne a la parrilla, pues tenía la despensa vacía.

 Mientras caminaba, disfrutaba mirando el musgo en las cortezas de los árboles, le gustaba oler las aromas del bosque y se divertía acechando y observando animales sin ser visto.

El viento le daba en la cara y él se sentía libre. Le entraban ganas de gritar de alegría aunque no era lo + conveniente teniendo en cuenta su apetito. De repente, sintió algo q. chillaba y le pareció q. era el propio bosque quien lo hacía...

Decenas de animales surgieron de la nada corriendo hacia él, aunque pasaron de largo.

Por un instante no hubo ni un solo sonido [...]

Y entonces, el cazador hambriento se topó de frente con un incendio q. iba a toda velocidad. Corrió para escapar como nunca había corrido, llegando a soltar incluso su apreciada escopeta. Trató de describir una diagonal con el viento para no ser atrapado x el incendio. Durante muchos minutos sintió q. era el fin, pero finalmente escapó.

Salió a un claro q. daba a un camino particular. Se desplomó fatigado, satisfecho x el impulso extra q. le había dado la adrenalina. Tras un rato, se levantó dando gracias a un dios en el q. no creía, momento en el cual observó un extraño movimiento entre la maleza. [...]

Al acercarse descubrió a uno de los vecinos del pueblo. Estaba a punto de saludarle cuando vió q. guardaba unas garrafas en su todoterreno...

Quiso alejarse, pero el dueño del Land Rover notó su presencia y se abalanzó sobre el joven, agarrándolo con violencia y golpeándolo hasta matarlo. [...]

Rápidamente, llevó el cadáver a un sitio x el q. iba a pasar el incendio y dejó varias de sus propias garrafas de gasolina.

Así parecería vencido ante el terror q. el mismo habría provocado