That was a weird night. Oh yes, it was. Gamuza and I were all day long looking for any clues on the whereabouts of "Pepe The Man", an infamous criminal seen only by one person, and described physically as I show you in this photo. We have been looking for him since November, 2022. We don't really know if he's real at this point, but we are responding to people's petitions. Something happens, Pepe is to blame for it. We just don't know. Coming back on track: this night, dated 4/6/2023, at 03:04 am. we were guided by a neighbor that claimed to see a "green motherfucker" giggling and running naked with a human foot on one hand, and bathed in blood. We aheaded to the forest in which he runned to, and in the exact moment in which we landed a foot, everything seemed to stop. Time, was at that instant, a forgotten concept. Each movement was extremely hard to make, giving us the sensation that required thrice the effort than usual. I started to get dizzy, so fucking dizzy, and my vision was a little blurred: but I saw him. And Gamuza was fucking upset. I didn't imagine it. Gamuza is a sensitive dog, he's able to catch the slightest change in the air, alarming me about it. Again: I saw him. I saw Pepe The Man. Although he's not a man, that's how people called him. He was standing like 50 meters away from me. Cheweing something. Breaking something hard with his teeth. He was not giggling. He wasn't even breathing. Just looking right into my soul. He made me realize something: I was going to die if I continued with all of this. Then, I woke up at my house, laying on the ground, with an obliterated body at my side, myself covered in blood and guts. My mouth tasted like fucking coins, goddammit. Gamuza was ok, that, at least, was a relief.
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