Por favor, Senor?
(Pc: https://chscourier.com/features/2019/04/23/murder-mystery-night-2019 ) 'Por favor, Senor?" a face still puzzled before it burst like a watermelon with a bang. A typical face, a face so unremarkable that when you pass through a crowded plaza it disappears among the common, that face behind which hope has been extinguished, wrinkled by time suppressed by the system of clowns that makes us laugh, we forget we are laughing on ourselves as the greatest clown jests on his high chair playing with his strings making us dance to his desire. The life that was just a moment ago thinking, breathing, and existing is now no more, it is just a corpse. A woman's scream next door, an abrupt awakening of the neighborhood, and the sweaty face of the murderer who flees from the hold whence he came. That being said, there is banging and abrupt opening of the door, someone is calling the police and some ambulance. Nothing is out of place, nothing just the corpse, identified as a midd