For some unknown reason, Cesar had disappeared not only for days, but for months and almost a year; nobody knew anything about him, no matter how many wanted posters there were, he just didn't appear. To make matters worse, mutual friends seemed to be being killed, or disappearing one by one; the situation in general seemed to have no end for anyone, it was chilling.

Shortly before eleven at night, almost midnight, the telephone on the nightstand was heard ringing; the number was unknown. Despite it being an annoying and somewhat exhausting day, the call was answered.

"Hello? This... Is Cesar. I hope it's not too late." Said the voice on the other side; obviously, it was Cesar, the voice of an old friend couldn't be forgotten. He sounded weird; yet, something felt off, but it was hard to explain.