La médium (The medium) [ES/EN]
La médium
«Sigan, por favor, ¿En qué les puedo ayudar?». Madam Zar recibía a una pareja de esposos.
«Madam Zar, tengo el gusto de conocerla, he oído hablar de usted y todo lo que hace», Gloria tomaba la palabra. «Estamos aquí porque necesitamos contactar a un ser querido».
Madam Zar, era una mujer de 60 años, su pelo canoso robaba la vista y su rostro era atractivo, a pesar de su edad tenía la piel lozana y bien cuidada. Con tres décadas en el mundo espiritista se había hecho un nombre muy reconocido dentro de ese mundo.
«Claro, estamos para ayudar. Cuénteme, ¿A quién quiere contactar». Madam Zar miraba fijamente a los esposos.
«Quiero contactar a mi padre Josef. No pude despedirme de él cuando falleció y eso me tiene muy angustiado. Quiero que me perdone». Mario mostraba cierta tristeza.
«No se preocupe, señor Mario, buscaremos a su padre en el mundo espiritual y podrá decirle lo que desea y puede quedar tranquilo».
Madam Zar llevaba a los esposos a un cuarto con una luz amarillenta tenue, donde había una mesa redonda y en el centro tenía una bola de cristal.
«¿Pueden decirme qué color era el preferido del señor Josef?». Madam Zar abría un closet que tenía muchos manteles de diferentes colores.
«A él le gustaba el color verde», gloria respondía a la pregunta. «¿Qué va hacer?».
«Debemos crear un ambiente donde el espíritu se sienta cómodo». Madam Zar alistaba la mesa. «Pueden sentarse y siéntase cómodos».
Todos se tomaban de las manos, mientras Madam Zar empezaba a alistarse para entrar en contacto con el mundo espiritual. La médium cerraba los ojos y entraba en trance, se alistaba para ser poseída por el espíritu al que estaba llamando, pero antes hacía una oración en voz baja, casi imperceptible.
Los esposos miraban a Madam Zar y sentían cierto escalofríos recorrer sus cuerpos. Mario miraba a su esposa y le decía.
«¿Qué hace?».
Gloria levantaba los hombros y Madam con los ojos cerrados les decía.
«Les suplico que hagan silencio, necesito el máximo de concentración». Madam Zar tomaba de las manos a los esposos. «Por favor, cierren los ojos y piensen en el señor Josef».
En la habitación se empezaba a sentir un aire frío que penetraba los cuerpos. Mario miraba de reojo a Madam Zar, quien empezaba a entrar en trance. Después de unos minutos, la voz de Madam Zar cambiaba drásticamente, era un tono gutural que producía escalofríos.
«Hijo, hijo, estoy aquí».
«¿Padre?». Mario abría los ojos desconcertado.
«Soy Josef, querido hijo».
«Señor Josef, ¿Dónde está?». Gloria miraba expectante a Madam Zar.
«Gloria, estoy en un lugar muy peligroso. No debieron contactarme».
«¿Qué es lo que dices, padre?». Mario se mostraba angustiado.
«Terminen la sesión, no es seguro».
«Señor Josef, ¿Dónde se encuentra?». Gloria abría los ojos al máximo.
Madame Zar empezó a convulsionar y calló al piso. La pareja intento ayudarla, pero en ese momento la médium empezó a levitar, abrió los ojos y tenían un rojo intenso. El rostro se había transfigurado en uno siniestro.
Mario tomó a su esposa de la mano e intentaron salir corriendo de aquel lugar, pero la puerta estaba trabada. La médium se acercaba a ellos y estiraba los brazos, sus dedos empezaron a alargarse convirtiéndose en garras.
La pareja miraba aterrorizada aquella escena y empezaron a rezar. Aquel ente abrió la boca y mostró unos colmillos negros de donde caía una sustancia negra y espesa. Mario y Gloria se tiraron al piso tapándose la cabeza con las manos.
Un grito gutural agónico se escuchó, después un silencio sepulcral. Mario y Gloria miraban de reojo, y la mujer había desaparecido, se levantaron. Estaban desconcertados por lo que había pasado, mirando a todo lado y caminando con sutileza iban inspeccionando los alrededores.
«Debemos buscar una salida, Mario». Gloria se aferraba al brazo de su esposo.
«Tal vez haya una ventana por donde podamos salir». Mario miraba a todos lados.
Cuando se disponían a pasar por una puerta, Madame Zar se les abalanzó, cayeron al suelo, y los gritos cortaban el silencio de ese momento. Una vez recobraron la compostura vieron a Madam Zar inconsciente. Gloria y Mario se reincorporaron y movieron a la médium suavemente.
«¿Está muerta?». Gloria miraba atónita a Madam Zar.
«No lo creo». Mario tomaba el pulso de la médium.
En ese momento, Madam Zar abría los ojos repentinamente, y los gritos de la pareja resonaron por el lugar.
«Silencio, soy yo, Madam Zar. Todo está bajo control».
«¿Se encuentra bien?». Mario miraba detalladamente a la mujer.
«No se preocupen, fue una posesión momentánea de un ente oscuro, pero logré expulsarlo de mi cuerpo. Ahora deben irse». Madam Zar abría la puerta.
La pareja perpleja salía del consultorio y Madam Zar se quedaba haciendo un gesto de furia.
«No sé qué hacer contigo. Ya son cinco clientes los que vas espantando, estúpido». Madam Zar hablaba a la nada.
«Lo siento, es que no puedo evitar asustar a los humanos, actúan y ponen caras graciosas. Jaja». Una voz gutural inundaba el lugar.
«Todo por olvidar cerrar la sesión aquella vez. Ahora te tengo que aguantar, estúpido».
La risa gutural se escuchaba en todo el consultorio.
The medium
"Keep going, please, how can I help you?" Madam Zar was receiving a married couple.
"Madam Zar, I have the pleasure of meeting you, I've heard about you and everything you do," Gloria was taking the floor. "We are here because we need to contact a loved one."
Madam Zar, was a 60-year-old woman, her gray hair stole the view and her face was attractive, despite her age she had a fresh and well-groomed skin. With three decades in the spiritualistic world he had become a very recognized name within that world.
"Of course, we are here to help. Tell me, who do you want to contact." Madam Zar was staring at the husbands.
"I want to contact my father Josef. I couldn't say goodbye to him when he passed away and that has me very distressed. I want him to forgive me." Mario showed some sadness.
"Don't worry, Mr. Mario, we will look for your father in the spiritual world and you will be able to tell him what you want and you can rest easy."
Madam Zar led the couple to a room with a dim yellowish light, where there was a round table and in the center had a crystal ball.
"Can you tell me which color was Mr. Josef's favorite?" Madam Zar was opening a closet that had many tablecloths of different colors.
"He liked the color green," Gloria answered the question. "What are you going to do?"
"We must create an environment where the spirit feels comfortable." Madam Zar was preparing the table. "You can sit down and make yourself comfortable."
Everyone was holding hands, while Madam Zar was getting ready to get in touch with the spiritual world. The medium closed her eyes and entered a trance, preparing to be possessed by the spirit she was invoking; but first, she uttered a prayer in a low voice, almost imperceptibly.
The husband and wife looked at Madam Zar and felt a certain shiver run through their bodies. Mario looked at his wife and said.
"What is she doing?"
Gloria shrugged, and Madam Zar, with her eyes closed, was speaking to them.
"I beg you to be quiet, I need maximum concentration." Madam Zar was holding the husbands' hands. "Please close your eyes and think of Mr. Josef."
A cold air was beginning to be felt in the room, penetrating the bodies. Mario was looking out of the corner of his eye at Madam Zar, who was beginning to enter a trance. After a few minutes, Madam Zar's voice changed drastically, it was a guttural tone that produced chills.
"Son, son, I'm here."
"Father?" Mario opened his eyes in bewilderment.
"I'm Josef, dear son."
"Mr. Josef, where are you?" Gloria was looking expectantly at Madam Zar.
"Gloria, I'm in a very dangerous place. They shouldn't have contacted me."
"What is it you say, Father?" Mario was distressed.
"End the session, it's not safe."
"Mr. Josef, where are you?" Gloria opened her eyes to the fullest.
Madame Zar began to convulse and fell silent to the floor. The couple tried to help her, but at that moment the medium began to levitate, she opened her eyes and they were bright red. The face had been transfigured into a sinister one.
Mario took his wife by the hand and they tried to run out of that place, but the door was locked. The medium approached them and stretched out her arms, her fingers began to lengthen becoming claws.
The couple watched the scene in terror and began to pray. That entity opened its mouth and showed some black fangs from which a thick black substance was falling. Mario and Gloria threw themselves on the floor covering their heads with their hands.
An agonized guttural scream was heard, then a sepulchral silence. Mario and Gloria were looking out of the corner of their eye, and the woman had disappeared. They got up. They were puzzled by what had happened, looking everywhere and walking with subtlety they were inspecting the surroundings.
"We have to find a way out, Mario." Gloria was clinging to her husband's arm.
"Maybe there's a window where we can get out." Mario was looking everywhere.
As they were about to pass through a door, Madame Zar rushed at them, they fell to the ground, and the screams cut the silence of that moment. Once they regained their composure they saw Madam Zar unconscious. Gloria and Mario rejoined and moved the medium gently.
"Is she dead?». Gloria was looking at Madam Zar in amazement.
"I don't think so." Mario was taking the medium's pulse.
At that moment, Madam Zar was suddenly opening her eyes, and the couple's screams echoed through the place.
"Hush, it's me, Madam Zar. Everything is under control."
"Are you all right?" Mario was looking closely at the woman.
"Don't worry, it was a momentary possession of a dark entity, but I managed to expel it from my body. You must go now." Madam Zar was opening the door.
The perplexed couple came out of the office and Madam Zar stood making a furious gesture.
"I don't know what to do with you. There are already five customers you're scaring away, stupid." Madam Zar was talking to nothing.
"I'm sorry, I just can't help but scare humans, they act and make funny faces. Haha." A guttural voice flooded the place.
"All for forgetting to log out that time. Now I have to put up with you, stupid."
Guttural laughter could be heard throughout the office.
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It couldn’t have been any other way, the endings to your stories are something nobody expects. I really didn’t expect the medium and the entity to meet, for whatever reason. It’s in poor form of the entity to scare clients off like that. It’s a suspense story with a humorous, comedic ending. You’ve blended the two very well.
It reminds me of how often this sort of person deceives people into believing they can really speak to their loved ones through these sessions. They’re also very dangerous, as you’re letting something, and I emphasise… something, into your body. Thank you so much, as always, for your stories. A big hug!🤗
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Siempre es agradable leerte, estimada @avdesing. Muchas gracias por dedicar tu tiempo y palabras para escribir un análisis tan bonito. Siempre por aquí, en mi cuevita esperando tus bellos comentarios.
Con respecto a la historia quise darle ese final humorístico, para que tenga un dejo distinto a una historia de terror. Pienso que algo de humor se lleva bien con esta clase de género
Un abrazo con muchos escalofríos para ti.👻
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Type: original post | Authentic: authentic | Importance: important
Topic: Supernatural Fiction Story
Tags: #medium #ghosts #ritual #magic
Claim: The author has written an intriguing fantasy tale with supernatural elements: a medium capable of communicating with entities from beyond.
Stance: support
10 — The final twist in the third act is very clever; it doesn't break the initial premise, enriching the reading experience.
Why it matters: This type of story fosters imagination by being innovative, transforming the typical tale of a medium interacting with paranormal phenomena into something unique.
Un gran comentario, muchas gracias por dejar este análisis tan meticuloso y enriquecedor.
Excelente noche con muchos escalofríos para ti.👻
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