He seemed to be in a tunnel that extended indefinitely. He lit the single candle he had. Too small, but hoped that would give a little help during the blackout. "They are never more than two hours," he said to cheer. Foreign investment
no lights, no sound came. Turned on the radio to highlight the silence and tell the time with no luck because no speaker told him what time of night it was.
He lay on his sheets and fatigue did doze. Awoke when he heard screeching candle was consumed. The radio asked everyone to leave their homes because not complicate traffic. It was a general court. Only had to wait. A little more.
his watch ticked eight and ten. Estimated to have spent more than ten hours, but there was light. Was reprimanded for having only a wireless phone ... "Tomorrow I'll buy a normal one, 'she said, with plans to speed up the time.
saving blew out the candle wax, as the blackout seemed as eternal. After what seemed like twenty minutes went to the home office, walked seven steps, opened the office door, candle in hand and looking his desktop vision paralyzed him: In the chair, arms crossed and his head blown up, looked at his corpse.
He remembered everything. He also recalled the terror that caused the darkness and blew out the candle. Knew he was going to need.
Lupita Rios Mayorga
