I'm Greg. I would like to tell you about the evil magic. If you don't have strong nerves, please don't read it. The story I would like to describe happened about five years ago. I think I won't forget that Friday afternoon. That day the sun was shining and the sky was extremely blue. I felt the rays of hot sun on my skin. That day was very beautiful, the weather was nice, the air warm and dry. It seemed to be a holiday dream, but soon the afternoon turned into the nightmare. That day affected my whole life. I was tired, because I had already returned from a very dangerous mission. Despite of the weather conditions and the sun, I felt anxious. I had a premonition that something bad would happen. I was right! Soon the strange thing began to happen.
Firstly, my dog run away or disappeared. Then I received a phone call and my girlfriend told me that she had had a car accident. Her car was hit by a tramway. She almost died. She was badly injured. But the worst thing that awful day happened to my friend. He had forgotten to turn off the gas in the stove and then he lit a cigarette. Unfortunately, he blew up. He managed to go outside. His skin was burning. Doctors couldn't help him. They claimed that my fiend was screaming something in the foreign language. It probably was an ancient langue used hundreds years ago.
Without thinking I decided to do something. My close friends were injured or dead. I had to find someone who was responsible for every bad thing. I took everything: photographic equipment, my big hunter knife and the notebook with the wireless connection to the international network. I'm a computer hacker and I know everything about computer tricks. That day I took my gun with me. I thought that I had to find the murderers. I knew I had to have my eyes opened. Firstly, I started taking some photos in the old part of the city. Some of them were mysterious and almost forgotten. People were afraid of the oldest part of the city. It was said that there was the evil, which was buried in the middle of the main market. I didn't believe in such stories, but toady I know I was completely wrong.
When I had every thing packed, I told everyone that I was going to go somewhere. I hoped that nobody would be looking for me. My friends were confused when I informed them about I was going to do. I was very closed to my friends. We knew each other since ages and we knew everything about everyone. I didn't stand the fact that one of my friends was dead and he died in such mysterious circumstances. I knew that I had to avenge the death of my friend. He was such a nice guy!
I got into my car and turned the engine on. I drove as fast as I could. I had to solve this mystery.
TO BE CONTINUED
