Now that I think about it, we never thought we’d actually find anything. We never thought what we found would change anything about us. We never thought that we’d see somebody just disappear, never to be seen by his family and friends again. I’d never thought I would see so much blood in one place. I wish we just kept driving, I wish we did what our conscience told us to do. Because of that mistake, I’m never going to get out of here; I’m never going to see my family again. God is yet to help me, and from what I’ve seen, he has forgotten about us. “Demonio,” she said, barely looking at us.