Suddenly, I had the thought that the damn woman had put some kind of spell on my body to cripple it. Maybe that was her idea of a joke. I made an effort to stand again; this time I chose to walk, persuaded more because of the pain in my knee than by the knowledge that perhaps the sun wouldn’t kill me. My eyes were getting better, adjusting to the light all around me, and the shadowy figures began to assume some kind of gray tones. I felt the hard cold asphalt under my feet and realized was barefoot.
What had she done to me? Did she take my shoes away? I asked myself, trying to reach the other side of the avenue.
I heard people shouting and felt vehicles passing around me. “Great!” I was in the middle of the avenue, and I couldn’t see two feet away in front of me. I held out my arms, trying to let everyone know that I was not able to see a thing. I heard the vehicles stopping near me, and I dared to move forward, looking for the other end of the avenue.
Suddenly, a vehicle stopped very close to me, behind me; and I heard the car door opening, then footsteps, and then I felt the proximity of a body. I turned, and my eyes could make out only the blurred face of a man. I felt his hand grabbing mine. Then I heard his voice.
“Where do you think you’re going, bitch!”
I couldn’t be more confused.
“Remember me from the other night?” he asked.
My mind rushed over the past events, trying to identify the voice against my memory; but the mental process was too slow. Instead, I pushed him back, trying to free myself from his grip. Then I heard the distinctive sound of a gun being cocked. I felt the cold metal against my torso.
“You and I are going for a ride, my friend,” he said in a menacing voice.
I was not going anywhere, and I let him know that by shaking my arm until I was free. I turned my incredibly heavy body and, with one movement, landed a right fist on his face. I couldn’t assimilate the fact that all my movements were so slow. I felt the sensation of smashed flesh against my knuckles and the pressure crawling from my fist up to my elbow. My vision cleared, and then I saw the man standing still in front of me with an angry expression. I realized with surprise that my punch had no effect on him.
“Oh no, you just didn’t hit me!” he screamed, throwing a punch of his own against my head.
I felt the fist against my cheek, rattling my brain. My body shook, and I lost my balance. I landed against a parked car next to the sidewalk. I felt a warm liquid running down from my nose while I was trying to get some air. Again, the pain was indicative that indeed, I had been turned into a mortal. My eyes suddenly took in everything, and I saw with horror my reflection against the car window in front of me. I didn’t see the face I knew so well, the face that belonged to me; instead, what I saw was a beautiful set of light brown eyes upon me, framed by a beautiful curly red hair. A line of fresh blood ran down from the nose to the lips, and to a silky-skinned thin white. I watched the smooth and young skin of the face of the woman, the same witch who promised me mortality hours before.
“You’re not so tough now without your boyfriend, are you?” said the man holding the gun behind me.
I kept looking at the glass window. I saw again the trace of blood on my face, the morning sun at my back, and the face of the man who attacked me the same night I met the damn witch for the first time. The man grabbed me again, forcing me to face him.
“You see this?” he said, pointing his gun at a patch on his neck.
I looked at the patch and realized that it was covering the bite mark from that night.
“Where’s your friend? Where’s he now?” he asked me.
I couldn’t speak. I was in shock. The only thing I could think of was the fact that I was inside the woman’s body.
“Man, this bitch is high!” a second man behind the one who was grabbing me shouted.
More scared than I have ever been in centuries, I tried to push the man away and run; but his grip proved too strong for my new body strength. As we struggled, he lifted his gun and then let it come down on my head. Then I couldn’t hear or feel a thing.
My immortality was gone, so my body and the only familiar thing that remained was darkness.
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