Fernando Gil was standing next to an old abandoned tower staring at the star-filled skies when he began haring footsteps around him that seemed to be circling the area around him. He could not see anything, as he stood paralyzed with fear. Soon a very thin and invisible hand scraped his back several times. He could feel the presence of some sort of being but could not see anybody. He was finally able to move and ran to where some friends were camping. They had not noticed anything strange.

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