Niñabella

The Seville morgue

One night in the summer of 2008, my friend Leopold invited my boyfriend and me to accompany him on his work in one of the funeral homes that are in Seville. Leo had been hisonly companion had fallen ill and was afraid to spend the night there.
My boyfriend and I prepare something to eat and we approach the spot. That night the morgue was empty. All relatives of recentlydeceased had left home after spending hours watching the body. So the three were quiet with no one but nosmolestara.
To enter the hall had to ring the bell and my friend Leo was responsible for openingthe door and welcome family who wanted to visit the dead. The first thing I remember about that night is cold it was there. Despite being mid-summer and Sevilla with 30 degrees at night, the funeralwas well conditioned. Leo was comfortable for the job as wearing a long sleeve full suit and tie, but we went with light clothing.
We had taken a Spanish deck of cards for the night fun, beer andnibbles. So we set out to play.
Prepare a table that was in Leo's office, we took the cards, drinking, some potatoes and some peanuts to nibble.
After several games the game started to get boring soLeo proposed to drive us the letters to guess our future. Leo's mother is a little witch and is dedicated to it to guess the destination, but non-professional.
Leo shuffled the cards and I left thebundle in half. Then he began to put on the table and throw your prediction.
We were laughing or as we say here in Spain, joke, laughing Leo game, when suddenly the lights went out of the morgue.
I hita scream that made my boyfriend and I read up on the chairs at once. Act after we started to hear noises of a woman screaming loudly. The screams coming from one of the viewing rooms.
Leo managed tofind the flashlight helped by a lighter that my boyfriend had borrowed and flipped the light immediately. Act after which the cries and groans heard stopped.
Unfortunately we could not call...