People from the village, who saw her walking at midnight to the top of the hill, say that she looked pale, trembling. It was as her mind was away. She was just walking to meet somebody.
"We, the ones who followed her," "did not see anything. It was dark, and the sky was getting red." "There was a warm breeze." We were affraid." "We stopped following her, and came back, down the road."
Nobody knew what was happening. One night, she walked to the top of the hill, and did not come back. People who knew her, say that she never talk to nobody. She was a silent woman.
They went to the top of the hill next morning, looking for her, but found nothing. There was a warm breeze in the air. (5 years and 2284 days ago)