It is the first good day of Asusena as assistant librarian of a prestigious autonomous university, they sent her from the institute of history in literatures they sent her so that the young pupil could get some extra credits so neither she nor the librarian were prevented , nor willing to work both in a harmonious environment. The distinguished, refined and fine-featured man who had been working there for more than four decades, did everything in his power to keep her as far away as possible, so he was assigned the usual book area, the ones most used by visitors, unauthorized access to enter the other areas, however the young woman had neither the slightest will nor the determination to abide by such orders of a senile old man, fussy, cantankerous, moody and grumpy. Everything he communicated to the young woman was received as a challenge, as a provocation, as if she felt herself in a gladiatorial duel. To which he began to take books from the "prohibited sections", proceeding to take them home, he turned the pages one by one, the content of the pages became so annoying and a bit bland that he threw them in a corner where there was a garbage can, he could not understand the excessive care and his idea of preserving and keeping it in a good condition, he could not understand the librarian so strange in every way... One of many that I took without authorization, it turned out something very unusual different from the others, it was completely covered in leather, but it was so smooth, thin and so soft that it caused to caress it more than once; it did not contain any title, editorial its illustration on the cover was inexplicable that he could not understand a theory or logic of what he was seeing before his eyes, it did not contain any mark that would damage that beautiful skin, and only the most logical thing he thought was to know said content, he prepared to open it and when he did, an icy sensation ran from the tips of his feet to his head when he saw a crude relationship too disturbing experience in the life of an unknown person the things that he told in this notebook, exceeded by far, He had fear nailed to his body, but even so, he proceeded to continue reading each page, with only a few pages his mind was shattered, in each of them he described a horrible murder and its atrocious dismemberment, as if stabbed, he described step by step how he ripped off their skin very explicit, so he jumped to the last ones, which resulted in displeasure as if hatred and resentment would shape it in each act as it was evolving at each moment, the last leaves described how to find its victims how to tie them, it said how to cut the extremities how to remove their skin, the way of describing that inhuman torture made me shudder with fear, the way of its indications of like cooking human flesh so raw that he couldn't sleep that night. The next morning, he arrived with the librarian, gave him the diary in his hands and confessed to having disobeyed him several times and apologized for it... that man took it with a smile, and simply said to the girl: - Don't worry! !... with that attitude, the only thing you have achieved is that I talk about you in a full page in my diary
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