Cha 1 - Hale "apologies"

"Mi nombre es Hale, darling. I am sorry by the darkness."

        I have been waiting for my whole life  for this to happen. And now the time has come to make my choice: to pick up the pace or keep pretending to be someone ordinary.

        My name is Hale Buckle. I'm 33 years old. And I am here to tell you how can one god damn freaking night  becomes a hell of a nightmare.

         It all started 7 years ago when I left my hometown  Anchorage in Alaska. It was a pretty cold time indeed. People usually in this season get inside their places; lie down next to their waming comfortable fireplaces where they  have themselves heaten up. 

          It was a snowstorm and  I wasn't home for the good of my decrepit fate. Ow hell, I can still remember how that crap stinks. It was almost 7 and I was almost getting to my own place where I would meet my whole family again after the hardship of a full-daytime work on that friday. I could feel the toast bread and taste my  wife's wine right on my lips even before I got home. But I was about to know a different liquid of something I never wished to taste ... something mystique and profetic. Oh lord, I  swear had no chances against my fate .  Exclusively, when my eyes blurred and the sky went dark. 

At last, I  could feel the trees whispering to me...

Sorry, but it's hard sharing all the stuff, but anyways,  

do you want me to keep telling you what happened  Gloria?