Capítulo 17: The End Of The Exercise

I found nothing but two sandy books, a sword, and me. The sky here is strange, almost red with a reddish hazy shade. This is the desert. Can humans live in such places? I didn't know what to do. Should I walk forward or backward? Where should I go? As I was thinking, things started to appear from the ground, pale, ghost-like beings. It wasn't big, but it was fast. I wondered if they were really ghosts. If they were, what happened to these creatures to turn them into ghosts? I called them creatures because they resembled the creatures I saw before the angels separated us. Ghosts began to rush at me, and I could not understand if they were really coming for me. I didn't know what to do. I stood still until the first one hit me, causing me to fall. I confirmed that they were chasing me. Should I run, and if so, where? With their speed, they will catch up with me. I drew my sword and waved it at him, hoping they'd get scared. They flew over me, but they kept coming towards me. I gathered courage and began to strike them with my sword. One hit and it was gone. How could an ordinary sword affect ghosts? I know ghosts are transparent. It seemed that this sword was unusual, perhaps the angel knew that I would attack, or perhaps it was the person who placed these ghosts here. We fought blow after blow, but I couldn't defeat them. My strength diminished, and my clothes were torn. The lingering question remains: Who are these creatures and why are they here? I lay in the hope of relief, but I had no water to drink. I coughed and waited, hoping the angel would come and save me as before. The first hour passed with nothing. Ten minutes, twenty minutes, stillness. I decided to walk this labyrinth, and only move forward, hoping to find a place to drink. There was a big sandy mountain. I decided to go after her, thinking there might be something. Walking aimlessly means nothing. I battled the sand and the noxious dusty air, falling and getting up and resting and crawling forward. I got to the top and turned my face to the right and left, and there, near in the distance, I saw a pond. I ran towards him without stopping, tumbling down the mountain in exhaustion. I no longer feel my legs. I got to the pool and started drinking nonstop, dousing myself to cool my body temperature. It was not a pure blue pool, but when a person was about to die of thirst, they would even drink their own urine if they found it.