City of Dead Men Page #3

- You don't think

- I understand you?

- Excuse me, doctor.

- It's time for his medicine.

- I'm not taking the medicine.

- Mauricio, don't worry, it's nothing...

- No, I'm not taking it off.

- Relax.

You should stick

to cell phones.

Homemade masks

are not a big seller.

I don't want to sell it. There's

something written in the back of it.

It's an inscription

to ward off evil spirits.

The kids do it with

things like the boogeyman.

But "Shapishico,"

that's interesting.

Why? What is "Shapishico"?

It's a part

of the folklore here.

It's a kind of ancient evil.

It's a spirit that would

infect the bodies of men...

Latching to their own suffering

until it destroys them.

Some ancient tribes used yag as a conduit

between Shapishico and the child,

believing that it

would grow inside of him.

Until when the spirit

was strong enough...

They held a ceremony with the rest of

the tribe where they drank yag...

And the infected would sacrifice

himself releasing the spirit.

Self-sacrifices are essential

for the ritual.

So this guy would kill himself,

infecting everybody, why?

It's only purpose is to spread.

It drives you into madness to the

point where one takes his own life.

Do people still

believe this stuff?

Spirits, demons, monsters...

They are just words we created

for what we don't understand.

But beneath the superstition,

there is truth.

Do you think I can borrow this?

Just be careful with it.

There are not many of those.

I'll take care of it.

Thanks, Hector.

Take care.

Hey.

Melody tells me

she's worried about you.

She says, you've been seeing things,

something about your brother?

You know, I've been there.

I've seen the things

that you are seeing.

What are you talking about?

We all have.

It's part of being one of us.

Your eyes are open for the first

time and the light is blinding.

Why didn't you tell me

all this before?

I did.

I told you the yag would open your

mind to the spiritual world...

To help you confront

your demons...

To embrace them.

How do I make it stop?

When you understand

that nothing matters,

not life, not death,

then you will be ready.

I'm ready now.

This road was once part

of the Aburr trail.

They believed that this trail would

lead to the top of the world.

And as a rite of passage...

A boy...

Would out go into the night...

Find the trail...

To face the darkness alone.

When the Spaniards came...

The Aburr people,

they were overrun...

But instead of surrendering,

the warriors, they marched

to the top of the trail

and they hung themselves.

For they believed it was better

to die free...

Than to live as a slave.

And to this day, their sacrifice

for freedom is honored.

Hundreds...

Gather each year...

To ride this trail.

That's why you brought me here?

To climb a trail?

Sh*t!

You want to see

a stampede, Michael?

It's a pure animal instinct,

a group of individuals with

a singular mind. It's chaos!

You put a man in front of a stampede,

his first instinct is to run.

We don't run.

You stay on the road

until it's over.

Until what's over?

The stampede.

Remember, you're already dead.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, right there.

Yo b*tch!

What the f*** are you doing?

What?

Are you f***ing crazy?

You're tagging over mine.

What? That faded thing,

you can't claim that.

- Don't touch her!

- Michael. No, it's okay.

What's up, gringo?

Are you a tough guy?

Shh! Shh! Shh!

Your tag... was sh*t.

You must have inked

it with your p*ssy.

It was actually

your girlfriend's p*ssy.

This doesn't concern you.

It's none of your business.

I really don't want

a beef with you.

It is my business now.

What's up, you son of a b*tch!

Back off!

You too, motherfuckers.

What's up?

Cute knife, f*ggot.

Get down on the ground.

On the ground!

Don't think.

Just do it.

Do it. Do it.

Finish it. Finish it.

Come on! Come on!

Who's the tough guy now, huh?

Welcome to the dead men.

Remember this feeling.

It will be with you

until the day you die.

Tomorrow night, at our party,

we're celebrating in your honor.

To Michael!

What is all this?

We're celebrating.

What?

I'm a dead man now.

Come on, I need to talk to you.

Are you serious, right now?

Yes, come on.

I thought you wanted this.

You brought me here.

I didn't bring you here

to be one of them.

I brought you here because you

didn't have anywhere else to go.

Look, I really

wanted to help you.

I don't need your help.

You know, Jacob doesn't have

all the answers.

You don't have to be him.

- This isn't about Jacob.

This is about me.

And I'm feeling f***ing great.

And if you cared about me...

You'd be happy for me.

You know what?

I'm done caring

about insignificant sh*t.

So I'm insignificant?

F*** you!

Hey!

- You're hurting me.

- Good.

You know, some tattoo

doesn't change who you are.

You think being like them

makes you stronger, you're weak.

A scared little boy running

away from his problems.

I thought you were

better than this.

Men. Am I right?

Melody!

Melody?

Danny...

Danny?

Danny?

Danny.

Danny...

Danny.

Vince! Vince! Get an ambulance!

What happened?

Vince!

Vince! Answer me!

Answer me, please!

Shapishico.

Self-sacrifices are essential

for the ritual.

Hector, I need you.

Hector, I need you!

What happened?

What happened?

I took the yag... I've been having

nightmares, only while I'm awake.

I don't know, I don't know what to do.

I need your help, okay?

What are you talking about?

Sit down, sit down.

My friend Vince

slit his wrists.

We were seeing the same things

you showed us with that book.

If I don't do something, the same

thing is going to happen to me.

If this has something to do with

yag, you need to talk to you Taita.

With what?

Your Taita.

A shaman. Who was leading

your ceremony?

Nobody was. They just gave me

that sh*t and I took it.

Yag is not some street drug.

It's a doorway

to a spiritual life.

And without a Taita,

you have left that door open.

Whoever gave you the yag

would have known that.

It was those, these guys that I've been

staying with at this abandoned hospital.

I know someone who can help.

Many claim to understand yag,

but they are liars

and manipulators.

What you're seeing

is not your brother.

There is a very dark force inside

you, using your feelings against you.

Shapishico.

The tribes of Shapishico died

off, but the spirit remained.

Their killings,

their sacrifices and rituals...

The hospital lives at the heart

of where all this took place.

That evil is responsible for what

happened to the children there.

They wanted

to resurrect the spirit...

To create a new

generation of followers.

But they all died, right?

Not all of them.

We are closing now for today.

We are closing out today.

It's okay, I'm just

returning this for a friend.

Shapishico demands a sacrifice.

But using yag with proper intentions

will give you the chance to confront it.

We must begin now.

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