He gets up ready to kill that entity that does not let him sleep and speaks terrible things inside his head, which on many occasions has managed to convince him.
He goes to the mirror and stares at it, his eyes are reddish, his hair is disheveled, his beard is shaved on the run and his mouth, instead of a smile, makes a grimace.
-I'm going to finish you, monster.
The entity laughs.
-Or don't you remember when we killed that child who came every day to beg for food at the door?
-I didn't do that.
-Dig him up, he's in the yard, by the lemon tree.
He does as he's told.
He takes a shovel and digs.
There's the dead boy, only the eye sockets are left in the skull.
He screams at the top of his lungs, now he has more reason to finish him off.
He takes a long, sharp knife from the kitchen, goes back to the mirror and there is the creature with a mocking smile.
- Did you find him? And the woman who was in the park?
The aforementioned place is very close to her home.
-I never go to the park.
-That day you went there, beat her up and brought her to the house.
-Those are lies of yours.
-You buried her next to the banana tree that is almost at the end of the fence.
He goes to the place and digs again and verifies that what the entity said is true.
He puts his hands on his head and cries, he is sure that he did not do that, but that he is incriminating him.
It will show no mercy, it will cut his throat.
When he arrives in front of the mirror he is no longer there, he calls out to it.
- Where did you hide? Don't be a coward.
-You won't find me," he hears a voice say to him.
-You can't escape from me, you can't leave this house.
-And neither can you. -Have you found the cat you stabbed?
-You buried it in the alley and put up a cross to pay homage to it, it was with you for seven years.
-That's a lie, my cat is gone and I never heard from him again.
- Why don't you look out the window and see the cross?
-If you see it, I promise I'll let you find me.
Like an automaton he goes to the place and sees it.
He shouts.
-You murdered my cat, you fucking demon. No one will save you from having your throat cut.
-I won't answer for the consequences if you do that.
He hears the voice again in the mirror, sees it there and quickly takes the knife and forcefully passes it from left to right, severing the aorta.
He can see before he dies that the entity laughs as he bleeds to death.
Days later the police get the body and with horror discover six corpses buried in the yard of the house, all of them homeless people that no one had reported missing.
