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It was dead of night and the car's headlights illuminated the road.

-Are you sure it was this way?

-Yes, yes.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see her piercing gaze.

-You'll see –I concluded to reassure her.

For the first time we dared to do something like this: visit a ghost town at night. What for? To have a hard time, as simple as that. The initiative fit well with the decadent course of our relationship. Why not add another nightmare to the collection? Any crazy idea was going to be accepted at this point.

When we arrived at the ghost town (four ruined walls in the middle of nowhere), we took a walk preceded by the light of our flashlights.

-I know you've cheated on me -she snapped as we turned a corner.

-That's not true. But if it was, how would you have known? -halfway through the sentence I sensed my stupidity, but I uttered it entirely-. They say psychophonies are heard here in this house.

-See? You agree with what I said -she answered while she took out her phone and began to record-. Where exactly?

-Where did I cheat on you or where can you hear psychophonies?

-The second thing, the first thing I already know.

-Ah, then in the corner of those two walls. It's cold, let's take shelter there. And if we are going to talk about our relationship, we still hear more psychophonies. Lost and not lost souls will tell you that I am faithful to you.

She paid no attention, pulled out her dinner bag while looking for a piece of fallen wall to sit on. I said:

-Hey, darling, if we have children, will all those unfounded ideas be taken out of your head?

-Are you stupid?

-People have children to fix their relationship problems. Didn't you know?

-I wouldn't even sponsor a child with you.

-Okay, we discard it. Hold on, listen. I hear strange things.

Silence. The wind whistles.

-I heard strange things. Now it seems that we are the only inhabitants of the world -my comments were increasingly stupid.

-How did I fall in love with you? Can't remember.

-I got you drunk.

-Of course -she seemed to try to remember, due to her long silence-. My mind has had to erase the worst episodes of my life. I'm gonna stop recording, it's been on for a while. We must have captured something -she added.

-Let's see, play it.

We were surprised as hell to check that, apart from our unfortunate conversation and the evil breeze, you could hear a whisper that said clearly, right after my "I got you drunk" and before her "of course": "he raaaaaaped you!". Obviously we ran out of the ghost town leaving dinner halfway, and we almost had an accident for making my car run at illegal speed. The scare lasted for several months, I must admit, until little by little I was grateful for that evil "deus ex machina" that put an end so remarkably to what had no future. The break-up was immediate: that very night, between accelerations and breakings of my car. But hey, few people in this life will be able to say: "My girlfriend left me because a spirit told her that I raped her".