{"id":12993,"date":"2010-10-31T20:28:53","date_gmt":"2010-11-01T00:28:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/?p=12993"},"modified":"2010-11-01T19:06:25","modified_gmt":"2010-11-01T23:06:25","slug":"cuentos-para-la-noche-de-halloween-el-demente-david-roche-santiago","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/?p=12993","title":{"rendered":"El demente \/ David Roche  Santiago"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"13013\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/?attachment_id=13013\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/encuentroalsur.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/10\/bosque2.jpg?fit=129%2C107&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"129,107\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"bosque2\" data-image-description=\"\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-medium-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/encuentroalsur.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/10\/bosque2.jpg?fit=129%2C107&amp;ssl=1\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/encuentroalsur.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/10\/bosque2.jpg?fit=129%2C107&amp;ssl=1\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-13013\" title=\"bosque2\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/encuentroalsur.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/10\/bosque2.jpg?resize=129%2C107\" alt=\"\" width=\"129\" height=\"107\" \/>Naci\u00f3 la leyenda desde que se relat\u00f3 que un psic\u00f3pata merodeaba por ese paraje solitario\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Deslizaba la mano por el suelo en la oscuridad, perturbado por el chillido persistente de los grillos y el espor\u00e1dico canturreo del b\u00faho.<\/p>\n<p>En vano trataba de bloquear todo. El consejo de su padre le despert\u00f3 la curiosidad un d\u00eda y el recuerdo parec\u00eda elevar su tormento. Las palabras recorr\u00edan en su mente como una pesadilla.<\/p>\n<p>\u2014Te proh\u00edbo que vuelvas a las andadas por <em>El Quinqu\u00e9<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>Su mano comenz\u00f3 a temblar desenfrenadamente cuando escuch\u00f3 un autom\u00f3vil estacionarse. Salt\u00f3 al sentir una mano en la espalda y sin escatimar, se ech\u00f3 a correr hacia el bosque. El sujeto, voceando, le segu\u00eda el paso entre el crujir de las ramas y las hojas secas.<\/p>\n<p>Se cobij\u00f3 tras un \u00e1rbol y cerr\u00f3 los ojos.<\/p>\n<p>La navaja se desliz\u00f3 por el cuello deteniendo el forcejeo. El cuerpo se desplom\u00f3 lentamente de rodillas hasta caer tendido en la hojarasca y una tuerca se les desprendi\u00f3 de la mano.<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0Regres\u00f3 a su autom\u00f3vil y se puso en cuclillas\u2026<\/p>\n<p>\u00a9 David Roche Santiago<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Naci\u00f3 la leyenda desde que se relat\u00f3 que un psic\u00f3pata merodeaba por ese paraje solitario\u2026 Deslizaba la mano por el suelo en la oscuridad, perturbado por el chillido persistente de los grillos y el espor\u00e1dico canturreo del b\u00faho. En vano trataba de bloquear todo. El consejo de su padre le despert\u00f3 la curiosidad un d\u00eda [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5533328,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_coblocks_attr":"","_coblocks_dimensions":"","_coblocks_responsive_height":"","_coblocks_accordion_ie_support":"","_crdt_document":"","advanced_seo_description":"","jetpack_seo_html_title":"","jetpack_seo_noindex":false,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"_wpas_customize_per_network":false},"categories":[12989956],"tags":[2083,240138,720591],"class_list":["post-12993","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-plaza-de-los-cuenteros","tag-cuentos","tag-miedo","tag-psicopatas","has-post-thumbnail","fallback-thumbnail"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pmbkf-3nz","amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12993","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/5533328"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=12993"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12993\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13020,"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12993\/revisions\/13020"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=12993"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=12993"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=12993"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}