"Despite all this noise. No one has come out to complain about the noise." She thought.

"Damn it! This can only mean one thing; I enter the Unknown Dimension. It can't be that there's an entrance in front of my house, to this damn place!" She said.

"Tatica God please make it just a random supernatural phenomenon. But if not, please let me find my way out of this dimension on the way to my work!" She said, looking at the sky. Trying to avoid thinking that she was within the Unknown Dimension.

When she went out on main Street with the car, she could see the other side of the road, on the left side of the vehicle, she saw a lot of huge muscular pink men with pork faces, bare from the waist up into the small forest.

The monsters were static as if expecting something, the forest was in front of her neighborhood, which according to the rumors she had heard, these lands belonged to the National Institute of Learning (INA) which is located on the other side of this forest that would be right on the main road, Puerto Limón San José route, wherethe latter is the capital of the country. However, there are many people who claim that Puerto Limón should be the capital as this way the wealth comes in and out.

The wealth of our country is lost among the people who decide to make a chorizo, or stealing the money from the people brazenly, an example of this is the diversion to luxury pensions, which represents 2% GDP from across the country, and these are pensions of some individuals who belonged to the government who after legislating for 4 years before 2016, they receive more than $4000 per month of pension without having quoted the fees necessary to receive that barbarity. A person to be able to get a pension must have collected 462 installments, which equate to 38.5 years. The government to prevent this injustice all it did was close this pension scheme, but they don't just cancel or charge those people for the other money they're getting. Despite not having the odds.

Then the government was wrong to assign them the pension and they admit it. But if were an employee of them, who was getting more money than should receive, if they discover this mistake. They are not going to smile at the employee and leave them the money. What they're going to do is charge them for the money, regardless of whether the employee has children or debts. Which means, if the employee his salary falls to you in 0. The government would think this:

"We don't care about you and your problem! When you realized that you received too much. you should have reported or returned the extra amount!" For those above the mistake doesn't matter, but for the people downstairs they will pay with all the weight of the law.

In any case, the men in the woods, they looked ferocious, despite having pink skin, they had machetes and knives in their hands. By the quantity, it would be a little difficult to deal with them like the crabs. Luckily they didn't seem willing to attack her. She sped up the vehicle before these creatures changed their minds.

Five minutes later she had arrived at the Hills of Peace cemetery. But not a soul was observed, she followed her normal path hastily, seeing that there were no more monsters, she assumed finally found her way out of the Unknown Dimension.

Fortunately, you cannot enter through the exit. Which meant that later when she arrived from work, she would have to train her husband to help her kill any monster that shows up when she goes out tomorrow, when she heads out.

A moment later she was behind the university and a moment later under the slope of this sector, which is called Barrio Santa Rosa, because 4 km from the entrance was the first well-planned urbanization that was called Santa Rosa and that is why the whole road of this sector is called in this way, regardless of the neighborhoods they find on their way.

When she arrives at the entrance of Santa Rosa, she performs her total stop, to leave the neighborhood. And join the main road. Luckily at this point there was a traffic light, in the past 5 years, before there were 4 tracks between San José and Limón.

To get out of here, back at 7 and 830 hours in the morning. Here was a bottleneck, where to be able to leave this neighborhood, it took luck or someone to give you courtesy to past or give you space to join or cross the other way. Because, if a vehicle hits you on any of your flanks, the traffic officer is going to assume that you did not respect the STOP sign, and you will have to pay the costs of the collision of your vehicle and the one that hit you.

Once she was able to join the road to leave Puerto Limón, she notices that traffic was very slow, looking sideways and back. She realized that there were many vehicles with many families and loaded with a lot of luggage inside and on top of their carts.

"For God's sake, it can't be!" She said by hitting her forehead.

"Why people have to be so extremist!" She said, while she remembered that generally when people hear that the Port Pier is taken over by the army, the first thing they assumes is that it is a Strike.

So, people who are not from the area or have family elsewhere in the country, migrate as if it were a Tsunami coming off the coast of the Caribbean.

Which causes demonic congestion on the two roads that go to San José and many accidents on the roads that go from San José to Puerto Limón.

The most she could do was arm herself with patience and drive very calmly. She turned on the radio.

It began to sound a music like that of a very mysterious and solemn wind piano. She suddenly heard:

"Wiu wiu wiu...!" It was the sound of a patrol in the distance, which apparently came from behind the track.

"Brum mm mm brum mm mm mm...!" sounded just on par with it, passing a red motorcycle like the one on the Akira Film from Shotaro Kaneda from Katsuhiro Otomo's 1988. And behind came the patrol that was chasing the furious driver. The vacuum produced by the high speed of the vehicles shook her and her Corollita.

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"What the fuck? Put your teeth to the curb, 'cause right now I'm going to stomp your fucking phase...!" Shout the Radio in her car. It was Immaculate Misconception's song from Motionless in White from 2010. Hearing what her car screamed, with the loud music, her blood boiled, she got out of line and pressed the speed pedal violently, ran behind the police and the red bike.

She skillfully dodges trucks and vehicles from left to right. While the drivers who got out of her way yell curses on her where you could almost see it coming out of their mouth’s toads and snakes.

4 kilometers later her reasoning started working again, or the equivalent of 5 minutes, which lasted the song. Luckily, no more patrols were chasing the motorcycle because otherwise she would have eaten a problem by fearless driving.

That was why she does not like to hear gothic metal or metalcore, as she loses some neurons or some of her reasoning. In the end she had to returned 1.5 kilometers and suffer about 10 minutes to be able to cross the path sense Puerto Limón to San José which is on the side where the school of it is located.

She gradually went to her school which was built with the minimalist model of the old national museum or barracks Bellavista or Buenavista built in San José between (1914-1917), which is a kind of castle that was surrounded by high walls 7 to 8 meters; 1 turrets for every corner and entrance of the school, plus one every 100 meters. The turrets have been seen in chess as the corner pieces called towers. They are the structures that will highlight the walls or walls that surround the castle, these provide support fire with missile weapons, for the walls.

This building was completely painted yellow in its exterior looks because there was a rumor that it was associated with positivism, as well as driving away creatures from the Unknown Dimension, something only the military knows.

Costa Rica's new military regime was built about 20 years ago when encounters with the Unknown Dimension, whether creatures or supernatural phenomena, became more frequent.

The creation of the army, the impact on the country, and the economy became in the first years between 3% and 5% of national GDP spending, as armies need to have modern weapons and equipment to deal with threats of any dimension. From then on, once this system was set up, it was necessary to create a nationalist culture, which resulted in the creation of paramilitary schools and military colleges. They are institutions funded by the army where children and adolescents; they spend semi-interns and interns, respectively, which means they spend between 60 and 168 hours per week at the institution. For the irresponsible parents, that was wonderful, since the schools and colleges had become a nursery instead of a center of study and improvement. Since before this measure was instituted

Children spend between 12 and 24 hours in schools where they are educated to be honorable, brave, disciplined. In addition, it teachesthem: leadership, companionship, how to be dedicated to their work, to work as a team, how to overcome obstacles in their life, how to sacrifice for what they want and/or need, and to overcome fear.

They are then trained in shamanic traditions in the use of natural medicine, use and manufacture weapons such as: knives, spear, axe, bow and arrow. In addition to the educational programs of the 21st century, it is intended that in the future they are human beings of good. So, at a cost there is time to return home to rest so they sleep for 2 to 3 days at school.

To tell or disgrace her husband did not go through military education, it does not take away that his mother had educated him to be a man of good despite his shortcomings.

When they instituted military culture at first, going to a paramilitary school was not obligatory, but when Alexa reached school age, it was compulsory for her to go to military school, in the time of her husband it was not like that because there were not enough schools of this kind.

In the school there were two entrances: the main entrance that was pedestrian and the vehicle entrance that was the one on the side of the school.

She goes through the side gate of the school, after the soldiers verified her identity and her vehicle was seized, she went to the parking lot, she notices that the school's inner courtyards looked a little dark, as if a huge cloud were over the school, she remembered that there was a perfect sunny day while coming to school. Looking at this she found it curious, but not too much. Because sometimes when it rains you could be on a block where it was raining outrageously, while on the block in front it was in perfect sun. So, she thought:

"Puerto Limón and its haunted climate!"

She came in front of the address at 830 hours, where the director, who was in a bad mood while writing furiously on the computer, for some reason was sitting at the secretary's post, something that Alexa found very strange, but who preferred to ignore and not ask. Since she didn't want to step on any kind of mine. Risking that the director will vomit on to her, scolding her for getting into something she doesn't care about.

Knowing that the principal would want a more extensive explanation of what happened to her, she repeated the strikeout tire thing, omitting the encounter with the crabs, the monstros outside her neighborhood and also told her that her neighbor who is a fisherman, had donated cooler box full of crab pincers to make Jaiba soup for the school children.

Since there was no way in hell, to tell her that she had a fight to the death with some giant crabs of another dimension, and that this package of crab pincers, packed with our current technology, was the victory prize.

After that, she went to find the guard to move the icebox out of the car, since she when walking with a cane, people assume that she has some kind of disability, and not to take them out of error it is best to keep the appearances. Despite having soldiers in the turrets, the school had security guards that are more like butlers, who fulfill the functions of a janitor as they do everything in school except clean up, as this is a function that touches the female miscellaneous worker or janitor. This Guards move heavy things from one place to another, repair simple things, and do preventive maintenance at the institution.

When she got to the car with the guard, when he sees the car, he said:

"How they kissed the car!" He was talking about the broken focus of her car, which was broken by his husband when colliding and killing the monster deer of the Unknown Dimension.

"I don't know, this morning I found it like this, when I get home later, I am going to take out the wash board and put my husband on his knees on it, while he explains what happened to the car." Alexa said.

"And what's a Wash board!" He spoke.

"It's a board with small steps that are placed horizontally on the board that allows you to scrub clothes, but in Animes, the women use it on their husbands to kneel on it, in these ways husbands show sincerity when asking for forgiveness. Since this causing them pain in their legs, very close to what you would feel if you knelt on a bed of nails!" She said, while smiled at him. He swallows saliva when he heard this and thought:

"What a sinister woman! Please, Tatica God, please don't let the women of my country or specifically my wife know about this powerful punishment tool! "He thought, at the same time, that he understands why Bunny was so submissive to Alexa.

The guard took the icebox with the seafood and went to the school kitchen. Alexa entered her car, to take out her briefcase, with her work materials and her laptop. So, she discovered her husband's cell phone in the car.

"Oh Bunny!" She said when she saw the cell phone.