Chapter 30

I was still lying on the bed, with a barrier of magic surrounding my body with the same curious and beautiful tone that that silhouette that was chasing me used to materialize, and I realized that I was being observed, many, many light years ago above hell.

"Let me in," he said, and I stood still, in my mind and body. Miguel said again: "Let me in. I can save you"

"What world do you live in?" I asked, even though I knew I didn't have much time left. Even though he knew he could lie. I waited for the answer, and it took longer than I could allow me to wait, even so, it arrived.

"In the first world of the Creator," he replied, and I knew he was referring to God and the heavens. He was an archangel then. The simple frown of eyebrows at the sign of astonishment cost me a lot of effort.

"Why are you following me? Are you watching me for him?", I asked, aware of each beat one slower than the other on that pointer that marked the end of my life, maybe the beat was m