Thank you for taking my call. I have been waiting a long time to tell this story to someone who might actually listen. And you have to understand, I am not making this up. My name is Luana, and I am calling from Varginha, Brazil. What I am about to tell you happened almost thirty years ago, but I remember it like it was yesterday. Every detail. The smell. The eyes. The fear. It changed everything about my life. January 20th, 1996. I was sixteen years old. My sister Vera was fourteen, and our friend Carolina was twenty-two. We had jobs as housemaids in the city, and we were walking home together that Saturday afternoon. It was around three thirty in the afternoon, maybe a little later. The weather had been strange that day. It started sunny, but by evening there would be hailstones falling so hard they damaged rooftops. But at that moment, we were just three girls taking a shortcut through a vacant lot in the Jardim Andere neighborhood. There was an empty piece of land between some houses, overgrown with weeds and bushes. We had walked through there many times before. It was nothing special. Just a patch of dirt and grass near a mechanic's workshop. I was walking in front. Vera and Carolina were a few steps behind me. And that is when I saw the graffiti on the wall, which made me look over to my left. And there it was.
At first, my brain could not process what I was seeing. Crouching against the wall, maybe eight feet away from me, was a creature. It was not a person. It was not an animal. It was something else entirely. The thing was small, maybe four feet tall, hunched down with its long arms between its legs. Its skin was dark brown and it looked wet, like it was covered in some kind of oil or grease. The skin had these marks on it, like veins showing through. And the head, the head was enormous compared to the body. Three times the size of a human head at least, completely bald, with three bumps or protrusions on top, like small horns. But the eyes. I will never forget those eyes as long as I live. They were huge, bright red, and they had no pupils that I could see. Just solid red. And they were looking right at me. I looked into its eyes and I could see that it was frightened. Just as I was frightened, the creature was also frightened. It was an exchange of fears. Its fear for ours. It was afraid of us in the same way we were afraid of it. It seemed sick or injured. The way it was crouching there, wobbling slightly, unsteady. Like it was in pain or could not walk properly. Its feet were strange too, shaped like a V. And there was a smell. This horrible smell, like ammonia or sulfur, so strong it made your eyes water. Carolina tried to get closer to look at it, but something stopped her. She said later that she felt this overwhelming sensation of fear, like something was telling her not to approach. The creature was not threatening us. It seemed to be suffering. Its expression, if you can call it that, looked sad. Not angry. Not aggressive. Just sad and scared.
I screamed. is a pretty big case - David' I screamed so loud that Vera and Carolina both jumped. And then we ran. We ran as fast as we could, back through the streets toward our house. I was crying. Vera was trembling like a leaf. Carolina could barely speak. When we got home, we told our mother we had seen the devil. That is what we called it. We did not know what else to call it. My mother, Maria Helena, she did not believe us at first. She thought we were making up stories or that we had seen some animal and gotten scared. But then she saw how we were. Pale. Shaking. I could not stop crying. Vera was in shock. Our mother decided to go back to that empty lot herself to see what had frightened us so badly. When she got there, the creature was gone. But she smelled it. That same terrible ammonia smell we described. It was still hanging in the air. She found strange footprints in the dirt, three-toed marks unlike anything she had ever seen. And there was a dog sniffing around the spot where the creature had been crouching. That is when my mother believed us. She came home and her face was white. She said, whatever you girls saw, it was real. Something was there.
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