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saying can be true...”
    “Honestly, no. There are some very strange things; connections between what you say and facts about which you were completely unaware. But for me, they are merely the product of coincidence; a curious and treacherous coincidence, which can result in confusion.”
    “Coincidence! So it’s pure coincidence to hear your terrified daughter asking for your help through a radio? Do you have children? Do you know what that means?”
    She looked at him, disconcerted, and remained silent.
    “Marta, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I’m losing control. I’ll never shout at you again. Forgive me.”
    “Don’t worry about it, I don’t know how I would react in your situation. What’s happening is terrible,” she said, in a calm and conciliatory tone.
    He gathered himself together once more, like a little boy, waiting for a word of encouragement, for a sign of rescue. Marta picked up on the message immediately.
    “Carlos, although I don’t believe in these things, I do have a friend who’s a parapsychologist. We studied psychology together, but she decided to go for other alternatives that were less... scientific... I’m sorry... empirical.”
    “And will she believe what I’m saying?”
    Marta felt slightly hurt by that comment, although she understood that, right now, he was hardly in a normal state of mind.
    “She will listen to you in a different way from me.”
    XXI
    He made the effort to go up to the mountains at every possible opportunity. He went to a different one, which was far away from the one his wife and daughter used to frequent. The fresh mountain air, the brownish-grey colour of the ground, the humidity in the atmosphere, the sound of twigs crunching beneath his feet... it all contributed to the pacifying of his altered spirit. He had to muster up his strength again to speak with his father, to keep him up to date on this anguishing situation he was going through. On the one hand, he didn’t want to worry him excessively, but on the other, Carlos needed him, and his father didn’t deserve to not know the whole truth.
    ‘How great it would have been to have gone with them that day; to have died with them that day.”
    He instantly pushed those thoughts out of his mind, and concentrated once more on how he was going to face his father, and how he was going to fight his way out of this situation in which he found himself.
    XXII
    Esteban looked at his son for a long time. He was trying to contain his own emotion; his own feeling of panic; his own sense of disconcertion. He did not know whether to tell him what he knew, after having just listened to him, or say nothing, keep the truth to himself, and not contribute anything that would generate fresh confusion. Then again, what he knew might serve to shed some light on reality, albeit incredible and insane.
    “I know, Dad. It’s terrible to have a son telling you this. But I need you now more than ever. I wish I could do this alone...”
    “Carlos, please, you know you’ll always have me by your side. And I believe your version, I know you’re not lying to me, and I know you’re not crazy. Since Alicia and Laura died, things are happening that are too strange to be coincidence. You know that I’m a man of faith, and nothing of what you tell me breaks that faith. There is Heaven, and there is Hell. For some reason, Laura was fighting Hell, and we were unable to see it.”
    Carlos looked at his father, incredulous. It could not be. He spoke with a clarity that left no room for doubt. He was glad to have told him everything, without leaving out a single detail. And even then, he had not been expecting such a positive reaction to what was happening: to what was happening to him .
    “Dad...”
    Esteban hushed him with a gesture.
    “Listen to me. There’s something that I hadn’t told you, something that I played down the importance of at the time. As you see, things change their meaning according to the context, and right now