Gustavo Echeverry's Story

MYSTERIOUS SHADOW BEHIND ANTI-DRUG AGENTS

To start with this story, I would like to contextualize the place and the time where I was living and working with some co-workers who were Anti-drug Police officer. They were Molina Urzola, a police officer from Barranquilla; Perez Manases, a young officer from Bogota; Macea Jose, a dog guide from Cordoba and me, Gustavo Echeverry an anti-narcotics inspector from Cali. We worked in Cartagena anti-drug base, where we lived and spent time with our tasks and co-workers.

In the first place, we weren’t the only one, there were ten men and one woman working for only one purpose “stop drug trafficking” making inspection of export containers. One regular afternoon, we were talking about our work day, meanwhile we had lunch.  We went to rest to follow working, when in my bed I felt a supernatural force or something who was caressing my legs. It was really strange, I wanted to scream and run away. However, I didn’t think about it was so unusual situation. Every afternoons started to happen to me similar things, for example when I was reposing on my bed, I felt the same thing such as the beginning. The situation was worse than before, it became from an unusual situation to a really important one to take into account. In nights, I sensed a weight on top of me, it arrived a feeling to me of concern, unrest, restlessness and impatience. I screamed and nobody couldn’t listen to me. It was the worst feeling that I’ve never had or sensed. Suddenly, one of my roommate entered to my room and asked about what happened.

“What is happening to you?” Molina said. “Are you becoming crazy?”

“Nothing good, I’m not crazy”, I answered. “I was screaming loudly and helping to free myself from this strange feeling that I’ve had”, I added.

He looked at me and told me that he had felt the same. We agreed and wanted to know what happened and if our co-workers would be going through similar things. The next day, we organized our ideas and told to other partners about what we had lived and witnessed.

”Partners, we’re here to talk about some special events are happening to us recently”, I commented.

“What did you all happen?” one of the officers asked.

“I know it’ll sound ridiculous but I need to talk about this. I need support and specially yours”, I said.

“What is this ridiculous thing you are meaning?” Perez asked again.

From heart, I said “I don’t know what it is exactly, but I’m sure we all would be able to discover it”. With a confused face I explained the last days and my roommate emphasized about it.

After a long talk, we knew everyone were being afraid by a supernatural force and we would like to know what it was. Foremost, I was really skeptic, because I didn’t believe what happened and less I thought that it was real. I was afraid the first time, because it was very sudden and strong the scare. Not only was when we didn’t know about it, it continued occurring after our talk and in a constant way. One day, my roommate was sleeping at night, when he woke up screaming and really scared.

Suddenly I woke up, “what was going on?” I asked. 

“I’ve heard a $500 coin falling and someone said silently my name” Molina answered. Subsequently, we react and walked away our room.

We didn’t continue talking about it and decided to let it so. One of the next days, I had to work a week-end. While I was alone lying on my bed, I felt a heavy atmosphere, when someone opened my door strongly, entered like a black bird shadow, it sat down to my side and suddenly I got really scared, I wrapped myself, turned to wall , screamed and no one listened. Accordingly, I began to pray and an unusual thing left my room hitting the door. These events started to happen to everyone in my room. One of my partners Perez, was in his room when the door was closed and he couldn’t open it nor leave. We managed to help him and we could open. My partner was in shock and scared, however he wasn’t the only one. Another co-worker Jose Macea, he was resting in our room and we heard he was being hanged. Then, we went to help him and he was haging himself until we helped him to let go. The worst one was him, because he kept scratched by the supernatural force that feared us and didn’t let us sleep.

Doubtless, we looked the town around and asking about our current events, someone told us about a witch who was a neighbor that she’d lived in this town for many years. Finally, we warned to our superiors and they said that it was a drug trafficking strategy to avoid the proper function of the police, especially us, because we were anti-drugs officer. By this, we all were changed and continue our lives with this big experience.