Biography
Ramon Dilbelli
He was born in 1899 in Buenos Aires
His first book was published in 1923 and was entitled The silence of the city. It was about a man’s life with multiple personalities among others.
In 1925 he was one of the best well known writers in most of the countries.
Five years later he published other book which was a compilation of his most famous stories but this was not successful like the first one.
From 1930 to 1950 he devoted himself to form a family with his wonderful wife, Rita Pérez, who married him in 1943 and in 1948 they had a daughter who was called Jorgelina.
In 1951 he begun to write again, but a year later he became ill and this caused him permanent blindness but he continued writing.
He did this with his wonderful wife’s help and he published a book but this time he wrote horror books and police stories. It was his second great success.
Finally, in 1953 he died.
A day after
Her name was Mercedes Gasset and I had to kill her. That was what my boss told me on the 29th.
She was going to a hotel in Lanzanote and I was going to murder her in a cave named The Green Cave.
They told me she had big green eyes, black hair and a perfect body, A truly beautiful woman.
I travelled to Lanzanote. When I reached the hotel, Los Faraones. I went to the loby and there she was, asking for a glass of milk. I told her that if she asked for a glass of wine, I would take her out. She accepted.
We met in a restaurant at night. We talked for a long time. She said her name was Patricia but I did not believe her. I thought she was hiding her real name
We went to my room. The night was long and we had a lot of fun. It was filled with lies and desire. But there was something I did not expect, I liked her. Still, I had to kill her and I drank to drown this feeling.
The following day we went to the green cave. We were with a group of tourist and a guide. In the middle of the excursion I found the perfect place to kill her. I stopped and told her to stay with me for a little while because I wanted to see something.
She agreed and the others kept walking. When they were far enough I took a gun. Despair was in her eyes and she tried to speak. But I shot her before she could. I carried her body to a corner and left it there. Nobody noticed anything.
I stayed the night in the hotel. In the morning I went to the loby. I heard a voice saying she was Mercedes Gasset and I knew it was her real voice, the real one. I thought about Patricia, dead in the cold and dark cave.
I felt angry with Mercedes and decided to kill her that day. There are some things that you cannot leave for another day. She was going to ask for a drink. I told her to ask for a glass of wine. She smiled.
