After Camila’s funeral, Kutichay could no longer bear the loss and decided to distance himself from his friends. Before leaving, he placed a note on the table in his dimly lit room, illuminated only by the faint glow coming through the window:
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“I’m sorry, friends. I can’t take it anymore. I love you all.”
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Daniel entered shortly after and saw the note. His eyes filled with tears as he read it, and the silence in the room became almost deafening, broken only by the ticking of the clock on the wall and the whisper of the wind stirring the curtains.
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Rosenda, noticing his expression, quickly approached:
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“What happened?” she asked, her voice trembling as a cold breeze slipped through the open window.
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“Kutichay… he left,” Daniel replied, dropping the letter to the floor. The paper floated for a moment before settling on the wooden boards, which creaked under his feet.
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Rosenda froze for a second, then ran out in search of him, her footsteps echoing through the empty, damp street.
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“What’s going on?” asked Pablo Lorenzo when he saw the situation, the cobblestone street around them sinking into shadows.
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“He ran away… Kutichay ran away,” Daniel repeated, his voice breaking and his eyes clouded with desperation.
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Pablo Lorenzo didn’t hesitate to join them, and when Valeria heard the news, she too ran out to search for him. Their footsteps echoed on the wet pavement, reflecting the yellow light of the streetlamps while the night mist wrapped San Miguel. Kutichay had been the first person to treat her with humanity, and she would not allow anything to happen to him.
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Two hours passed. Daniel, Rosenda, Valeria, and Pablo Lorenzo returned exhausted, without any trace of Kutichay in the silent streets, where the houses seemed to whisper the grief they felt.
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“I can’t bear Camila’s death…” murmured Valeria, lowering her head as a few tears fell, the drizzle beginning to dampen her hair.
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“It’s okay…” said Pablo Lorenzo, trying to encourage her with a forced smile. “We have each other. We’re strong, brave… smart.”
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“Yes… you’re right,” Rosenda replied, attempting to calm herself as the cold air raised goosebumps on their skin and the fog slowly covered the streetlamps.
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“And we’ll make it… for Camila,” Valeria added with a faint smile, her eyes shining with determination in the dim light.
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“We’ll defeat the demons,” declared Pablo Lorenzo, gripping his sword with resolve, the metal reflecting the pale moonlight filtering through the clouds. “Even if Kutichay isn’t with us.”
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“But he was part of the group…” Daniel murmured, worried, as a gust of wind swept dry leaves across the silent street.
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“We can’t depend on those who leave,” said Pablo Lorenzo firmly, the shadows of the buildings stretching ominously around them. “I will be their leader now.”
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The silence that followed showed that, for now, it was the only way to keep the group together. Only the distant hoot of an owl and the creaking of branches accompanied the tension of the moment.
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From the heavens, Jesus, Michael, and Sumaq watched the situation through a crystal sphere floating above them, reflecting each street and every contained emotion with clarity.
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“Did you feel that?” Michael asked, frowning as a divine spark passed through the sphere.
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“Yes… something is wrong in that boy’s spirit,” Sumaq said, his voice deep and heavy with worry, the celestial light reflecting in his eyes.
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“We have to find him,” Jesus concluded, his gaze fixed on the sphere as a gentle breeze seemed to sweep across the sky, foreshadowing the challenges to come.
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