Llano Cabro A weird supernatural short story...
(Part 2)
"They used the giant trees' wood to build a new town," continued the foreman. "My grandmother told my mother that the wood was like nothing they had ever seen, a golden hue, very resistant. The emotions were high in town. That's why nobody noticed the crops had started to wither. The animals also began to die, a few at first and then, by lots. Pregnant women gave birth to stillborns. People got nervous. Daily reports of apparitions and strange sounds near Llano Cabro were common. And then, one night, the horror took the form of flames. A fire consumed the town to the ground. Many people died. Survivors left and never came back. The settlement was abandoned."Â
My grandfather said he was entranced by the story, but his common sense kicked in.
"How come it's a sugar cane plantation now? Why does the sugar cane doesn't die?"
"Ask Don Eugenio," the foreman answered and refused to talk anymore about the subject.
One day, waiting for the bus home, my grandfather noticed the barbed wire fence surrounding the plantation: the stakes were made of wood with a golden hue. He realized that the whole estate was enclosed by them! As he tried to chip one of the stakes, Doña Tati came from behind, startling him.
"Don't take that home," she said, "unless you want to carry the curse that is sealed here."
He said that was the last time he saw Doña Tati. Shortly after that, he left the plantation and moved to the city.
A year before he went missing, my grandfather got emails from his old crew members on the plantation. He rejoiced and exchanged emails with them. They were happy and told him to come and visit them. Then, he told my grandmother he had been dreaming about Doña Tati, inviting him back to the plantation. The next day, my grandfather was gone. We never saw him again. When we managed to contact the families of his friends, they told us they had been missing for years. Llano Cabro took them.