Mundo ficciónIniciar sesiónSomeone knocks on my door, who can it be at this hour? Well, better to take care with caution, after all, here death is prowling the houses and staggering through the streets after anyone who can swallow. There is a knock at the door, who will it be?
— Yeah, good night
— Good night, neighbor, I was told to deliver this.
— Right, thanks.
It’s the Blond devil, a kid here on the street. They call him that around here, du