Once on the road, they pass thru an immense plain; on the horizon, a giant eye can be seen watching them. The ents on the road look at them badly, and even the animals, amorphous beings resembling Lovecraftian creatures or entities straight out of hell itself. Poor Isidro is terrified, but Manolo wasn't paying attention to him. They enter a dark forest, where the wails of lost souls and strange noises can be heard; the forest is teeming with ents with wicked and ruthless faces; some hostile animals were following them. Isidro's fear is so great that, despite being the more experienced technician of the two, no matter how many times he passes thru there, he is always scared shitless to the point that he almost feels like vomiting, but not Manolo, as he always thinks of just one thing: to end this ordeal once and for all.
—How much longer until we arrive? That I'm going to get a teke teke from all the cows and devil's stuff out there. —Isidro asked if something was going to happen to him if he didn't stop the vehicle.
—Seriously, Isidro, not even five minutes pass and you're already feeling bad! You have more experience in this world than I do; you are a man, don't let those cows intimidate you. —Manolo Answered, who was hardly paying attention, except for the road.
—Yes, I know I have experience, but it gives me the creeps, those devilish things. Look, there's a big rock over there; let's get out of this forest before I lose it. —Isidro complained that he was making a scene in the vehicle.
They leave the forest, arrive at the stone; Isidro quickly gets out of the vehicle; he takes out a hammer to check that the stone isn't a sleeping monster. He taps it, feels the rock. Manolo also dismounts and looks at Isidro with disgust.
—Tell me, Dr. Isidro, what is the need to handle that rock?" Or do you... like rocks? — Manolo Asked as Isidro faced him.
—Look, Manolo, listen carefully to what I'm going to tell you: in this world, everything, everything, but absolutely everything, is a thing that came from the devil that wants to eat you. Do you know how many technicians have fallen at the hands of those things? I know you want to act tough, manly man, but you have to be aware of your surroundings, Manolo; I know why I'm saying this. —Isidro explained.
—I'm not pretending to be a man, I am a man! But thanks for the advice, so... is the stone safe, yes or no? —Manolo replied irreverently.
—Yes, it's safe... As you wish, Manolo, look in the weird thing you check, what's the closest order to get out of this? —Isidro Asked, who was asking Manolo for the Orderation.
Manolo does the impossible to try to find the order; Isidro notices that he is taking too long with the order, so he shows him how it's done. Finally, Manolo understands how to do it, but unfortunately for Isidro, he sees the closest order in the Ordenation and throws a tantrum.
—But, what about Isidro? —Manolo worried, since poor Isidro is devastated.
—That was the order I was working with the last partner I had... —Isidro was traumatized and frustrated; he fell to the floor, started crying, saying he doesn't want to go back there.
Manolo feels sorry for him; without hesitation, he grabs him by the collar of his shirt and starts slapping him; then he throws him to the floor again.
—Look, little woman, I know you have been thru a lot, you have seen horrors I couldn't imagine, but we have to work; no pain, no gain. Even so, we have to go. Let me do most of the installation; if you agree, don't worry, you'll do fine, leave it all to me. —Manolo explained, trying to restore Isidro's little mental resistance.
—Okay, if you say so, but other technicians have told me the same thing as you, several times, and now they're three meters underground or in pieces. What makes you different from them? —Isidro asked.
—Just watch and pay attention, now call. —Manolo answered as he slapped the Fractcall on his chest.
Isidro proceeds to call the company's support center, selecting option two which is responsible for contacting customers.
—Seriously, you're not going to call the client first, they won't attend to you like that if you don't call the client first. —Manolo Said.
—No, thank you, I don't feel like calling that cesspool of garbage and excrement called a client... How much do I despise it with all my soul and all my being? —Isidro answered.
—You mean the client, right? —Manolo asked as Isidro nodded and added. —Well, there's a fool, didn't you say anything bad to him or not?
—No, I just ran away from there, that's all... —Isidro replied as he answered the support call.
Isidro gives his information to support, then asks what he wants to do; he indicates that it is to contact the customer, but support tells him that he did not provide the corresponding response to the system to process the customer's order, concluding the process and the call. Manolo asked him what happened, Isidro explained, but he got upset, so Manolo asked for the Orderation to provide the correct response, he provided it, and then passed the Fractcall back to Isidro. He calls again, goes thru the process with support once more, but support asks him if the phone numbers in the system were dialed. Isidro told him that he did dial them, but it was a lie. The support realizes, tells him to dial again, and hangs up; that's where the process ended. Manolo gets really angry, takes the device, enters the response into the system again, hands it over to Isidro with anger; he calls again, but they hang up on him.
—I already saw that you have a serious problem with the orders; let me call, I have contacts who will help us speed up the issue. Can you download Macrosoft Teams there, please, to see if I can talk to someone? —Manolo asked.
—Ohh, but you have your contacts over there, minister, pass me the tricks for when the company lets you go. —Isidro commented while installing the application on Manolo's Fractcall.
When the application is downloaded, it is registered with Manolo's user account.
—And how do you have Macrosoft Teams? That the geralcas don't use that, because I don't have that. —Isidro asked, confused.
—Once, I was a substitute supervisor, that's why I have access; fortunately, I still have it active. —Manolo answered while he finished checking in; he got in touch with a support person he met during his visits to the company's headquarters; his name is Ludovico Montoya.
Next, this conversation is within the app.
—Good morning, your eminence of the shadows Ludovico Montoya, how is the best center support of Epital doing? —Manolo wrote.
—Good morning, Generalissimo Juan Manuel Antonio De los Santos Restituyo, how is that technical eminence? How are you doing in the dark dimension? I didn't think they would put him in there so quickly; it seems like things are really intense for them to put him to work so fast. —Ludovico replied.
—Minister, how did you find out about that? ... True, it's just that you know everything that's going on around here, but those people had me working like a dog, but nah, we keep moving forward. — Manolo Wrote.
—Be very careful, Geralca, do you remember all the hardships we went thru when we visited the dark dimension during that hellish trip? Remember to wear the crucifix I bought for you, which comes from the Vatican, blessed by the Pope with holy water from the Jordan River where Jesus Christ was baptized; it doesn't get any holier than that, so you have it on, minister, right? —Ludovico replied.
—Yes, I'm wearing it, don't worry, it was the best gift anyone has ever given me in my entire life; I will never forget it, minister. —Manolo wrote while adding crying emojis.
—You want to know why I gave it to him. —Ludovico replied.
—Why? —Manolo wrote.
—Because I discovered that the only way to survive in that hell is with divine power; you can't let them see the crucifix, because those satanic people in the company don't allow you to carry that kind of thing, since those abominations from the dark dimension hate those things. But changing the subject, if you are writing to me here, it's because you are already on site, right? and you need to get in touch with the client. I bet Isidro is right next to you. —Ludovico replied.
—Minister, but you really know everything, listen, help me win the lottery someday; you are an eminent figure in that den of filth, a pearl in that pigsty and if... Isidro is next to me, why do you ask? —Manolo wrote.
—Look, I was transferred to the dark dimension technical support area because I know their language; therefore, I can handle that for you. Pass me the client's request that they are going to work on to resolve it for you; I have an idea of which order it is. —Ludovico replied.
Manolo provides him with the order request.
—But, if Isidro was working on that order, he must know where it is, because it's the last one he was working on, but he left it incomplete, because he fled the area. Unfortunately, he is quite a character, although it's understandable since his last colleague passed away, so tell Isidro to call the center, as I'm next in line to take a call, and we don't have many calls today, not to say we have none. —Ludovico answered.
We return to reality.
—Ludovico says to call; he will take the call. —Manolo Said.
—Alright, but you really took a long time just to ask for assistance. —Isidro Answered as he handed him the Fractcall.
—It's just that Ludovico doesn't like it when people get straight to the point, so I need to talk a bit with him before telling him what I need, because he knows what I need... like, I don't know... but he knows, otherwise he blocks me. —Manolo Answered.
Isidro calls the center, successfully contacts Ludo, they go thru the normal process; at the first number the client has in the system, they get in touch with the client. Afterward, Ludo puts them on a conference call, but he hands them over to Manolo with his Fractcall and the Orderation. The customer is a bit dissatisfied, as the technician fled the place, but Manolo apologizes, assures her that they will leave the service installed correctly. The lady agrees to let them finish the installation and gives them the address. He bids farewell to the lady politely, and they both get into the vehicle.
—Ready, let's go and guide me to where it is. Look, I'm new to this, but don't do this again, especially since this order isn't mine, but yours... I want to get out of this mess as quickly as possible. Listen to me, kid! —Manolo said passively and exclaimed at the end while driving toward the lady's house, and Isidro understood, causing him to have a bit of fear of Manolo.
Once they arrive at the place, they see a very large, modest house, but gloomy and terrifying, with a life of its own because it was cursed. The gate opens by itself; they enter the yard; suddenly, the mansion is laughing malevolently at them. This event sows fear in the heart of poor Isidro, but Manolo also laughs maliciously. The house raises its voice, and so does Manolo, until both fall silent and glare at each other. Isidro is impressed by how Manolo stands up to the haunted house. They walk down the path; they passed some rats carrying a corpse. Poor Isidro got scared, jumped toward Manolo, who caught him.
—Look, Scooby-Doo, I'm not Shaggy... so you have five seconds to get off me, NOW! — Manolo said and exclaimed at the end.
Isidro gets off him; they continue along the path until he sees his old companion's cap in a bush, so Manolo, in an act of goodwill, goes to get it, but Isidro stops him, throws a stone at the cap that was in the pocket of his vest; it hits the cap, causing a man-eating carnivorous plant to eat it. They ran toward the house, but other carnivorous plants, obstacles, and other dangers began to emerge from the ground. The house wants to devour them; they are surrounded. Manolo shouts for the lady of the house; beside introducing herself, they begin to approach them, who get ready to fight, and Isidro stands behind him. He is about to take out his magic wand; the lady opens the door and comes out of the house. Suddenly, everyone calms down and the monsters return to their place.
—Excuse me, my esteemed gentlemen, for the inconveniences caused by my dwelling; welcome to my humble home. My name is Medalia Moon, at your service; you may enter my humble home. —Medalia Exclaimed as she invited them in.
Medalia is a voluptuous woman with a good physique, albino hair, black eyes, and is tall, about 6'2 feet, slightly taller than Manolo, who is 6'0 feet, and Isidro, 5'10 feet.
They enter their house, which is much larger than it appears, as if it were a mansion inside. Manolo realizes that she is a succubus, as the crucifix reveals her true form for a few moments because she is in her human shape, but he blinks for a moment to turn his head to the side; he sees the illusion of his wife watching over him, breathing down his neck, warning him to be very careful not to look at her lewdly. This makes Manolo uncomfortable, but he ignores her, even tho her presence is very intimidating. Everyone is in the living room.
—How good that you are here, my esteemed gentlemen, I am eager for you to carry out the installation; I have waited a long time, but fortunately, I have a lot of patience. I hope it doesn't end up like the other technicians who have perished in these lands, as none of the technicians have been able to complete the installation. Tell me, sir... —Medalia Claim.
Isidro is outraged by the way Mrs. Medalia expressed herself about his discomfort, but Manolo gestured for him to calm down.
—You can call me Manolo, Mrs. Medalia, since my name is long. I know that here in the dark dimension there are many beings or entities that don't like our presence, and that can be a problem for installing... —Manolo Commented, while shaking his hand. To shake hands, but Medalia kisses his hand and turns back to Manolo.
—What are you getting at, Mr. Manolo? —asked Medalia.
—Well, if the inhabitants of these lands do not allow us to do our work in peace, unfortunately, we will have to cancel your request, or... —Manolo said, leaving it hanging.
—Oh, what is it, Mr. Manolo? —Medalia asked in an unsettling manner.
—We will have to proceed to install with extreme violence. —Manolo replied in a sinister and malevolent manner.
Mrs. Medalia let out a scream of orgasm; Isidro was left with a face of what the hell is going on; Manolo suddenly came up with a malicious idea.
—Mrs. Medalia, I know it may seem extreme, but it is necessary; times are changing, my lady, the future is in your hands. If the inhabitants of these lands do not allow you to make this installation, you will be missing out on one of the greatest powers humanity has to offer, the power of information and communication... a power as great as magic itself, so if these hostile and inferior beings living in this residence do not allow you to have that great power, then they must be subdued as the inferior beings they are. —Manolo whispers in a sinister and malevolent manner into her ear while the poor Medalia makes ahegao faces and has orgasms with Manolo's words; she even tells him to stop, but he continues. —You are a woman who is very lonely in this house, doing household chores, while waiting for your husband and children to come back from school, but in the end, you feel empty, without emotion; you need some action in your life, apart from what your lord can give you, and I can provide that.
Manolo hurriedly writes a letter with some papers and a pen that were on a table in the living room, allowing him to use violence against anyone who gets in his way during the installation.
—Now, Mademoiselle, sign here, to grant me the power to exercise the utmost, brutal, savage ultra-violence that your eternal eyes have witnessed over the centuries. I will show no mercy, no compassion, and without any lubricant. —Manolo whispers in his ear as he hands him the letter to sign.
She signs it, giving her last orgasm, falling onto the table, fainted.
—Install me, Mr. Manolo, and make me a woman again! —Medalia shouted, who was regaining strength and falling again.
Manolo puts the letter in his vest.
—Thank you, my lady, for selling your soul to Rare Communications. Now sit down, the action has begun. —Manolo Said as he stepped out to fetch the materials and added. —Move it, Isidro, we have work to do.
—What kind of adult movie did I just imagine? Are you out of your mind, Manolo? —Isidro asked.
—I'm fine... perfectly. —Manolo replied as he opened the door of the house, where zombies, carnivorous plants, giant rats, skeletons, among other monsters, were waiting for them in the yard.
—It seems they won't let us do the installation in peace. Well, if she signed that weird contract you made, then I'm also going to proceed with extreme violence! —Isidro exclaimed as he took out holy salt, threw it at the horde to keep them at bay, then took out his magic wand he bought in the Dark Dimension. Isidro shouted with all his might the spell ut viae erunt to open a path with a force field to make his way thru the horde. They run toward the minibus. When they arrive, they open the back door of the minibus to take out the materials. Manolo takes out his Ordenation to read the order, which turns out to be an installation of three services (telephone service, internet, satellite cable). Isidro steps into the portal to get the materials for the phone and internet installation; then they run as fast as possible toward the house. After the materials for the phone and internet enter the house, the force field drops; all the beings that were trapped in the force field rush toward the house, but the lady of the house stands between the house and them.
—So, you have the audacity to dare to attack my house. —Medalia Said threateningly.
The monsters retreat, terrified by the lady's words; they each return to their place, but they will be on the lookout for the technicians to ambush them when the opportunity arises.
—Thank you very much, Mrs. Medalia. —Isidro said happily.
—As long as you are inside here, you will be safe, but out there, you are fresh meat for them, so I have important things to do, like babysitting you. —Medalia replied.
—What do you mean...? —Isidro answered with curiosity.
—How to see you all, giving your lives to provide good service. —Medalia Said.
This outrages Isidro, but he remembered what his deceased colleague said:
—Remember, Isidro, no matter all the crap the client says, you have to swallow all their insults, you must not show your emotions in front of them and suffer in silence; we represent the company. Remember this very well, we need this project to work no matter what, because the future of the Earth depends on it. —Said his deceased companion in memory.
That thot reassured Isidro; Manolo calls him to plan the installation.
—As the lady says, as long as we are here, we will be safe, so I am going to take the risk of running the phone and internet service cable from the terminal to the house and installing the satellite dish on its corresponding base, while you try to do the internal installations and gather information about the house, since we don't know what we are facing inside; it's a haunted house, so stay alert, Isidro. —Manolo Commented.
—Okay, if you say so. You know, Manolo, I think I'm starting to respect you; you're not afraid of death. —Isidro Said.
—No, I'm not afraid of death, because I have so many things pending that I can't afford to die right now. —Manolo replied and decided to end the conversation right there; he asked the lady for permission to go out the back to reach the terminal.
Manolo takes the UTP cable boxes and RJ45 cable with him, exits thru the back door, and uses his fleet to access an app to locate the terminal. He begins to walk thru the yard; the app shows him where the terminal is. It is located in the cemetery that the town has, although he was surprised that it is as vast as the Cristo Salvador Cemetery in the Dominican Republic. He enters the place; the app guides him thru the cemetery until he spots it. He checks the availability of the terminal, as well as the distance between the cemetery and the house. It turns out that it is within the service range and that cemetery is on the client's property.
—I would like to know what the hell a cemetery is doing here, because it's not family, unless it's for all her suitors/simps. —Manolo Said, laughing, and added while he was placing the UTP cable and the RJ45 into the terminal. —That would be fun.
While he ties the service cables to the messenger cable, he calls Isidro over the fleet to inform them to pull the cable, but the dead are rising from their graves; this puts Manolo on alert. He stands up, sees that they are surrounding him.
—You don't belong here, mortal, tell you and your people to leave or accept your destruction. —Answered one of the intelligent zombies while zombies, skeletons, skeletons knights, and Frankenstein monsters surrounded him.
—Unfortunately, ladies and gentlemen, I have an announcement for you: the era of darkness is over, now the era of information has arrived in the Dark Dimension; obey or perish. —Manolo replied while cracking his fingers, neck, and head, with an evil laugh.
—The one who is going to perish is you, mortal, to him! —exclaimed the zombie as he ordered everyone to lunge at him, but Manolo tackled a zombie, knocking it to the ground, grabbing it by the legs and spinning it around like a human helicopter, clearing all the zombies around him until he got tired of spinning. He throws the zombie toward several other zombies, taking them out of combat. The chattering zombie lunges at him from behind, but he catches it by the face, uses its body to carve a path thru the horde of the dead, until he thrusts his hand into its belly, rips out the small intestine along with the stomach, throws it with overwhelming force, then uses the intestine like a kind of whip, entangling the zombie's body mid-air with a crack, pulls the intestine in the opposite direction, tearing it to pieces. Then he wraps the small intestine around his left arm.
Note: Since they are dead, they have no blood, in case you think it's bloody.
Mrs. Medalia is behind a tree watching how Manolo was kicking the dead's asses.
—How ultra-violent... this is what I need in my life. —Medalia Whispered like an excited stalker.
Manolo notices a zombie heading toward him, so with a headbutt, he knocks its head off in a single blow. A Frankenstein monster approaches him; it attacks Manolo, but he dodges its blows until he evades one of its heavy strikes, seizing the opportunity to bury his fist deep into its abdomen, brutally ripping out its small intestine along with its stomach, kicking it like Leonidas from 300, sending it into an open grave. He wraps the other intestine around himself like Kratos from God of War; he holds the stomachs as if they were the Blades of Chaos.
—Come, spawn of hell, and prepare to receive the wrath of the god of war! —Manolo exclaimed as he massacred them like the god of war.
Manolo unleashes all his anger and frustration on the dead; limbs, heads, torsos, and entrails flew thru the cemetery until a skeletal spearman made his way thru the intestines to stab him in the stomach, but Manolo spots him, takes a breath, hides his belly for a moment, spins like a ballerina, managing to evade the spear, landing an elbow to the skull, decapitating him in the process. He grabs the spearman's spear, takes off running, impales four zombies, letting them fall into an open grave. Another zombie lunges at Manolo; he dodges it, perfectly rips out its spine with its head, and then uses it as a weapon. He clears several skeletons out of the way until it wears out, falling apart; then he continues ripping off heads, limbs, and entrails, using them as weapons until he finishes off all the undead in the area. When everyone is defeated, Manolo calls Isidro to pull the UTP cable and the RJ45 cable into the house thru the communication ducts.
He returned home all battered with bites and scratches. Isidro finished installing the internet and the phone.
—Minister, what happened? It seems like Hurricane Zenón passed right over him. —Isidro commented in a mocking manner.
Manolo looks at him with a murderous expression.
—Better I stay quiet... —Isidro said and added. —I have already installed the internet and phone service with its extensions.
—She requested extensions... —Manolo Exclaimed.
—Yes, she requested extensions, one in the kitchen; I put the internet in the living room along with the phone, although I told her she might have to request repeaters since it won't reach throughout the house. —Isidro replied while Manolo hugged him by the head to whisper something in his ear.
—How good, we have to keep squeezing that demon for every last cent. —Manolo whispered as they both laughed devilishly.
Mrs. Medalia enters the house from the front, so they don't realize she was following them; she saw them laughing devilishly.
Medalia thot as she hugged herself and swayed side to side in lascivious happiness: «What kinds of perverse aberrations are they thinking about me now? »
Afterward, they both start talking normally, and Mrs. Medalia calms down; she approaches them.
—What do you gentlemen still need to finish? — Medalia asked.
—We have already proceeded with the installation of the internet and the phone; my colleague will proceed to enable the services for you. Now we just need to install the satellite cable service. Since I see that your locality has tiles, according to our quality protocols, we cannot install it that way unless you have a special support for it. —Manolo Explains.
—Don't worry, your representative informed me about it, and if I have one installed, I imagine it should be enough to get the service set up for me. —Medalia convinced Manolo and added. —The representative even indicated the type of support so they can do the installation for me.
Manolo thought: «Phew, good thing she has that support, because correcting that mess would have been a complete nightmare, so, seeing how the lady is, I'll trust what she tells me, and I'll go check that up there, since I want that commission no matter what.»
—Perfect, can you show me where the support is located, so I can check if it meets the company's quality standards? Also, do you have records to proceed with the installation of the cable boxes for the corresponding rooms? —Manolo Said.
—Of course, Mr. Manolo, let me give you the house plans, since I don't know anything about plumbing, so I'll be right back. Do you need something to drink or anything? You must be a little tired. —Medalia Commented as she went to the library to get the plans.
Meanwhile, they sit on the lady's furniture in the living room, warming themselves by the fireplace. Isidro approaches to warm himself, although Manolo is playing with his smartphone, a Tower Defense game similar to Kingdom Rush, but strange things start happening in the house. The flames in the fireplace became so intense that they almost burned Isidro; fortunately, he quickly moved away from there. Then, moans and screams begin to be heard in the room; the paintings in the house start to look at them with their evil gazes. The furniture comes to life, turning into monsters from hell that slowly approach Isidro, but he hides behind Manolo's chair. He had his AirPods on with the epic doom metal song "Samaritan" by the band Candlemass; he was even humming it softly while playing. An ugly woman suddenly appears on his phone with a terrifying scream, as if she were the woman from Scary Maze, but Manolo isn't scared by it and stares at her with a threatening killer face.
—In the name of God, the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, get out of my phone, demon's whore. —Manolo whispered threateningly with glowing white eyes.
The woman got scared, exited the phone, but Manolo realized he lost the level. His chair turned into a monster; Isidro found himself surrounded by monstrous furniture in a corner that was about to eat him; he defended himself by throwing air stabs with the wand. However, Manolo, in an act of pure malice, laughs diabolically, positions himself to fart, and lets out an explosive and nauseating fart that resonates throughout the room. The poor chair was knocked out by the low frequency of the fart; the other furniture couldn't take it and also fell knocked out, the paintings turned around and the fire extinguished itself, the window opened automatically. The shelves in the living room pull out perfumes, air fresheners, and scented candles that begin to float; the perfumes scent the entire room, the scented candles light up, and the air fresheners do everything possible to get rid of that nauseating smell.
—Manolo, what a pig you are, but it worked; I thank you, but that was too much of a pig for me. —Exclaimed Isidro, who covered his nose with his vest and put on menthol, but out of curiosity, he started smelling the chair where Manolo had dropped that nuclear bomb and shouted —Yuck, that thing smells worse than the Duquesa garbage dump, not even with fabric softener! Soft as a mother's love, not even with Ace, nor with baking soda and lemon, not even with arizolon can that thing be removed; it needs to be burned urgently!
Mrs. Medalia finds the plans; Manolo and Isidro tidy up as much as they can to cover up the pedocide that Manolo committed, until she arrives.
—Umm... what a pleasant smell there is in the air, but there's a slightly nauseating smell, probably why the house opened the windows; it seems there's a body rotting around here, so here are the plans. —Medalia Said, as they look at the blueprints, showing where the satellite dish support is located and the placement of the cable tubes.
He tells Isidro to stay in the living room with the lady so she can call the support center and have the phone and internet service activated. Manolo, with Mrs. Medalia's permission, is going up the stairs, as it is a triplex house.
—A warning, dear Manolo, be careful with the ghosts and enchanted armors that roam around; they are very hostile. —Medalia warned Manolo.
—Don't worry, my lady, I will exorcize them with ¡ultraviolence! —Manolo exclaimed as he climbed the stairs.
Mrs. Medalia got excited and started touching herself because of those words. Isidro looks at her disdainfully, as he hates her, so he is going to focus on finishing the installation in the living room to call the center.
Manolo goes up to the second floor, where there is a huge hallway. He begins to walk thru it, but the paintings were watching him poorly; this made the atmosphere uncomfortable and disturbing for him. He starts looking at the images, but they returned to their original state or turned their faces away. This discomfort is starting to bother him; his anger is beginning to rise badly. The ghosts start bothering him, throwing things at him, insulting him, telling him their truths, but this was the last straw for Manolo, who curses more than 10,000 times (insults, bad words, etc.), causing the house to get angry. This causes an earthquake that shakes the entire house; poor Isidro prevents things that can break from falling all over the first floor. Mrs. Medalia is dying of laughter at what is happening. Manolo lets out a scream like a beast, causing the house to stop shaking like during an earthquake.
—Nothing in this damn house is going to stop me from doing this installation, damn it, get ready, house of the devil, here it comes! —Manolo shouted, as a ghostly woman appeared behind him.
When Manolo turns around, the woman screams at him and scares him with her ugly face, the same one that appeared on his phone, but he screams at her while pulling out a Jerusalem Bible, giving her a tremendous slap with the Bible, knocking her to the ground. The crucifix was shining; her eyes turned white.
—Now, in the name of God the Almighty Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, I'm going to break your damn mother into pieces and send you to the other world once and for all! —Exclaimed Manolo as he proceeded to give him a tremendous beating with the Bible, horrifying all the ghosts.
— Please... stop... I beg you... —The ghost cried out for help, transforming into a beautiful girl with great attributes, while Manolo continued to beat her.
—Convert and believe in the gospel, specter, for Christ is coming! — Manolo shouted as he hit even harder; the poor ghost is screaming in pain, even shedding spectral tears. This makes him laugh diabolically.
—Stop, religious fanatic of the Inquisition, who do you think you are to exercise violence over that poor and beautiful ghost?! —exclaimed a polite and heroic voice from afar.
Manolo stops his beating, looks back quickly, sadistically, psychotically, and devilishly, stands up, turns around to face him like a rabid dog. It turns out that the voice comes from an enchanted suit of armor with its longsword in hand to confront him.
—My name is Lucio of Vladia, knight of the royal order of the dark knights of the kingdom of Vladia. I have come to prevent you from desecrating this sacred land with your witchcraft; prepare to die, mortal... —Lucio Said while all the ghosts, images supported him, but Manolo's devilish laughter made everyone fall silent.
—Holy land, all I see here is mud, wilderness, and snakes, so let me put you in your place. Listen to me well, king's dog, the Inquisition and the kingdoms ruled by kings are the same crap; they only go around screwing with people because they feel like it, believing that innocent lives are a joke. That's not how it is, we are all fanatics of something, but in the end, we all live in a civilized society; everyone has to respect the freedom of others, up to a certain point... Now! You, Lucio of Vladia, you no longer belong to Vladia; right now, you are just a decoration in this house. Your queen is Mrs. Medalia, and she ordered me to proceed with the installation, no matter what. Now, with the contract to proceed with violence, I can kick each of your butts without any consequences; therefore, stop talking so much nonsense, face me, and feel the power of progress! —Manolo clarified, as he got into a fighting stance.
The other suits of armor lunged at him with their weapons to take his life, but the crucifix that Manolo has hanging on his chest lights up within him. This allows him to react quickly to parry the various attacks from the armors with their weapons and then finish them off with a blow from the Bible itself to each of the armors, causing them to fall disarmed and dazed to the floor.
Lucio thot he couldn't believe what was happening; not even the ghosts and the images could believe what had just happened: «What the hell just happened?" This doesn't make sense; that fat guy moved and reacted at speeds I couldn't even perceive. Who the hell is he?»
—Who are you? — Lucio asked.
—I'm just a technician who comes to do an installation; even tho I am a Catholic Christian, the company's policy requires me to be neutral and to separate religion from the work environment. Therefore, I am not interested in teaching my religion to beings who repudiate God and are still tied to the physical world. So don't worry, Lucio, I won't beat you up with this power-up I got from the Arc de Triomphe, but I will defeat you on your own turf... —Manolo Answered, as he kicked a longsword into his hand and exclaimed. —To the clean sword!
—Incredible, you have so much pride in all that fat to believe you can defeat me, but since I like you, I'll give you three rounds; if you can defeat me, the ghosts, the images, the armors, and I will leave you alone; if not, I'll keep your soul. —Lucio replied as they both got into position.
—Then let it be so. —Manolo Exclaimed as he lunged at Lucio to clash swords." Despite being a technician, he is managing to keep Lucio at bay; the fight is very close, but in the end, Lucio stuns him with a blow from the hilt of the sword, pushes him to the floor, takes his sword, and puts the tip of his sword in front of his face.
—1-0, you're good for being a modern, black, and fat man; could you tell me where that sword skill comes from? —Lucio asked as he handed him the sword he had taken from Manolo. He takes it, stands up.
—Let's say that one of my favorite fiction genres is medieval fantasy and medieval movies, as well as documentaries from that era; also, my favorite channel is the history channel. Additionally, one of my hobbies is practicing or attempting to practice with the sword, so you should know the technique I'm going to use to defeat you. —Manolo informed, while gripping the blade of the sword with the tips of his fingers, so he could turn the sword into a kind of war hammer using the hilt as a mace.
—Half sword, interesting, it's clear you know how to wield a sword, but that technique won't be enough to defeat me. —Lucio Exclaimed as he lunged at Manolo. They both clash swords, struggling against each other, but Manolo exerts force forward, making the blade of his sword travel the path to Lucio's hilt, delivering a blow with his pommel to Lucio's helmet, leaving him dazed. He takes advantage, landing a series of blows using half-sword and regular sword techniques until he disarms him, then he charges, sidesteps, executing a kind of tackle with his waist, making him spin in the air and fall on his back to the floor. Manolo points the sword at him, aiming for the visor.
—1-1, this is what you get for being cocky; now let's finish this, I have several clients waiting. —Manolo said. While kicking the sword toward him, he gets into a fighting stance. Lucio stands up, also takes his position; they both stare at each other, trying to read each other's movements, until they both lunge at the same time. Their swords clash; they are giving their all in the fight, employing their best techniques. Manolo, however, could not let the battle drag on too long, as he doesn't have much stamina due to his corpulence, so he had to finish it quickly and decisively. Lucio becomes relentless, as another defeat against him would be a disgrace, so Lucio delivers a downward slash. Manolo manages to block it with his sword; they both struggle with their swords, changing positions over and over again until they approach a window. They part ways; he lunges to clash swords again, but Manolo meets him and then tackles him with his body, making him retreat once more, causing Lucio's guard to break for an instant. Manolo takes advantage of this oversight to strike him with the hilt of the sword, stunning him in the process. He lands a half-sword combo, charges at Lucio, lifts him, carries him to the window, and throws him out of the house, breaking the closed window.
—2-1, ring out, dad, I played Spirit Calibur... So, where was I?... Haaa!... Yes, in knowing how the client set up the support. —Manolo Said, who is looking at Lucio on the floor, defeated, and leaves.
Poor Lucio curses Manolo; the ghost who received the beating from Manolo, in her true form which is more beautiful than the one she uses to scare, comforts him, bringing something positive out of this situation. Lucio's defeat caused the hallway to be at peace; this event spread like wildfire among all the beings that inhabit the house, causing them to stop bothering. Manolo climbs to the attic using a folding ladder. Isidro, who finished installing the phone and internet, goes up to the second floor to check on Manolo. He hears Manolo's voice, who is in the attic, calling him. Isidro is afraid to go up because there might be other things that could threaten his life, but Manolo tells him that the coast is clear. Isidro realizes that everything is peaceful, so he climbs up without fear; fortunately, nothing happens. However, the window thru which the support can be accessed can only be reached by someone like Isidro. He goes out thru the window to climb up to the roof and check that the support is the right one; he gives it the green light, as it is suitable for placing the satellite dish, and then he goes back into the attic.
—The installation can be done, but the satellite dish doesn't fit; we could use the ladder, as I saw there are handles designed for installing the dish. We could go up; if they support us, we can turn the vehicle into a helicopter to install it. —Isidro Said, using a tape measure he employs to measure the window in relation to the parabola's measurement.
They leave the house to bring the vehicle to try to put the ladder that is on the roof of the vehicle. When they try to put it on, the house stretches upwards, so it doesn't reach. Things get out of control when the house charges at the ladder, sending it flying. After seeing that the house won't let them put the ladder on, both lose their patience, so they take a moment to regroup and figure out how to solve this.
—Let's use the helicopter to install it. —Proposed Isidro.
—Those ents on the sides won't let us do it. —Manolo Argumented.
—Yes, if you want, we can send it to be corrected to remove cable for satellite; who watches cable these days, if you have internet? —Isidro asked.
—I still watch cable because, in the end, not everyone can pay extra for streaming services with a bunch of garbage content, a lot of weird stuff that you don't like, a lot of ugly women who think they're the big deal, plus they brainwash you with toilet politics, but on cable, it doesn't have as much, so I'm going to keep it, no matter what. —Manolo objected.
—Not like that either, Manolo, you can find anime, doramas, Turkish soap operas, and multiversal movies, thanks to this we can support the producers and the countries so they keep making that content. —Isidro said with conviction.
—Yeah, sure, you talk about the miserable pay they give those people, the suspensions, say, due to a pandemic or a dimensional invasion, when we've been dealing with that crap for 80 years, the poor animation in the frames, etc. No, thanks, for that I buy the Blu-rays and the mangas of the animes that I actually make. I know it's not easy, but it's better to do that than what you say. —Manolo responded with great conviction.
—Ok, if you say so, although that's what piracy is for... end of story, how are we going to install the satellite dish if the house won't let us do the installation? —Isidro replied.
—So, let's see what we have in the minibus to get that satellite dish installed, one way or another. — Manolo answered, as we both head back to the minibus."
Manolo checks the minibus control screen to find a solution, until he finds a mode that summons two witch brooms so they can arrive. Once they are summoned, Manolo realizes that it works for Isidro; however, it doesn't work for him. Isidro says it's because of the cross he has on his chest that nullifies the magic; therefore, he will have to climb the ladder. So Manolo comes up with a plan that involves Isidro, from the air, defending Manolo from the threats around, while he, with a bazooka of blessed water balloons that he takes from the vehicle's weapons, shoots at the house to weaken it, with the sentinel monster that will defend him on the ground from the threats in the yard.
Isidro gets on the broom, takes flight; Manolo gets into the vehicle to enter the yard, summons the sentinel monster; he takes the balloon bazooka and a megaphone, while Pinky takes the parts of the parabola.
—Listen to me carefully, Monster House, you don't like me and I don't like you, so let's finish this quickly and civilized, so let me install this for you the easy way... —Manolo spoke thru a megaphone he took from the back of the minibus, but the house roared at him; Manolo responded by roaring back even louder.
—So, you want lead, you damn mother, lead you'll get, coooooooooooooooooooññññññññññoooooooooo! —shouted Manolo, filled with rage. He starts shooting the house with the bazooka, but she gets angry and summons trenants, ents, carnivorous plants, dryads, swamp creatures, giant spiders, giant rats.
—Pinky... Smash! —ordered Manolo to Pinky to finish off the garden creatures that want to attack him.
Pinky faces the garden creatures, while Manolo shoots at the house, also dodging the house's attacks. Isidro is providing support to them from the sky, shooting at the creatures with magic, but the ents, trenats, are shooting their carnivorous fruits at Isidro, causing him to get distracted and, in turn, these fruits stick to his clothes to bite him.
—There are too many, Pinky, go and get the vehicle, honk the horn to bring the vehicle in beast mode to help us with the horde! —Manolo Exclaimed; meanwhile, he tries to fight the creatures until at one moment he is caught by one of the trenats, prompting him to make a prayer. —Almighty God, I know I haven't been very fervent, I know I haven't honored you as you wish but grant me the power to survive this ordeal.
Out of nowhere, the cross begins to shine; all its blood torrent emanates an unimaginable power that turns its eyes white. With superhuman strength, he frees himself from the trenant, breaking its arms; then he turns to pulverize it with a single blow. He begins to unleash a brutal massacre, tearing, breaking, and grinding everything in his path. Isidro, with a fire spell, gets the fruits off him, shooting fire bursts at the ents and treants that are shooting too many fruits at him, forcing him to relocate with Manolo. Pinky comes riding in the vehicle in beast mode, devouring everything in its path; it even takes a dryad and devours her, ripping off her torso and leaving only her legs, until it reaches Manolo. The vehicle, Pinky, Manolo, and Isidro are surrounded by the horde, in a united Avengers style like in the movie Avengers: The Age of Ultron. The entire horde charges at them; Isidro uses a fire spell to create a circle of fire to keep them at bay, along with an energy field that allows them to breathe inside the circle with him and think of a plan.
—Listen, slaves of the system, we have to install the satellite dish no matter what; that house doesn't want to let us install it, so we'll make our way thru the horde when the giant trenant stands in front of us... —Manolo said, but Isidro interrupts him.
—What the heck is a trenant? What the heck is that? What do you eat that with? —asked Isidro.
—A trenant is that giant of wood and corrupt vegetation; ents are trees with ugly faces straight out of hell; dryads are those hot mamas of nature who are hotter than hell... —Answered Manolo.
—Yes, they're very good, I'll ask for their numbers after this. —Isidro replied, courting the dryads with gestures, but they don't give in, except for one.
Manolo shakes Isidro violently to bring him back to his senses.
—Calm down, my friend, when we get closer, you'll blow the trenant's head off with your magic to get up to the roof to install the satellite dish; I'll install it, in addition to tying the messenger cables for the boxes to run them thru the tubing. Afterwards, we will install the boxes in the corresponding rooms, did you hear me, Isidro? —Manolo clarified.
—Alright, less talk and more action! —Isidro Exclaimed, thirsty for blood and violence.
The beast mode vehicle ejects some machetes, axes, chainsaws, and chains from the cabin. Pinky grabs two machetes and two axes, one in each hand; Manolo takes the chainsaws, tying them with chains like Kratos. Isidro deactivates the force field, Pinky and Manolo pass thru the wall of fire, leap toward the horde, and begin to massacre everyone; Pinky decapitates, mutilates every dryad, plant that crosses his path, even splitting an ent in half with an ax blow.
—Get down! —Manolo shouted as the ent that killed Pinky fell, crushing some nearby goblins. Then, Manolo cuts a carnivorous plant in half with the chainsaw from bottom to top. This vile act leaving him drenched in the plant's entrails.
A giant rat stands in front of him, but Manolo drives the chainsaw thru its head at full speed, splitting it in half in a brutal and ruthless manner. Then he continues fighting other plants like Kratos until he splits another one in half. The vehicle devours every plant, dryad, or whatever crosses its path. Isidro, with his fire spells, incinerates the others; until there is a group of enemies, he uses an explosive spell, blowing them to a thousand pieces, scattering all the bits throughout the garden. The house keeps sending enemies, but they can't handle them. When they are about to reach the house, the house lunges at them, but the vehicle charges at the house, stunning it. A giant trenant blocks the path of Pinky, Manolo, and Isidro. However, he didn't account for Isidro activating a spell that shoots a powerful firebolt, blowing his head into a thousand pieces, causing him to fall perfectly, allowing Pinky, Manolo, and Isidro to reach the roof where the special base for the parabola is. Pinky hands over the parts of the parabola that were tied to his body; he hands them to Manolo. The vehicle also shoots the tools and the box of cables; Pinky catches them and hands them to Manolo.
—Pinky and Isidro, cover me while I install the satellite dish! —Manolo shouted as he began to install the dish.
Isidro grabs the wand as if it were a gun, starts shooting fire, ice, and lightning spells as if he were John Wick but combined with Harry Potter. Pinky turns his back to him; the statues come to life, the enemies on the floor rise up, and more flying enemies arrive.
— Ready, Pinky! — Isidro exclaimed.
Pinky makes an affirmative sound with the machete and the ax; more enemies begin to climb the house, but the vehicle prevents some from making it up. Isidro takes care of the airborne enemies, as well as some on the ground; Pinky handles the ground enemies, continuing to cut, mutilate, and slit throats mercilessly. Isidro shoots anyone who gets close to him, brutally gunning them down; if too many gather, he fires an explosive shot that incinerates them instantly. Medalia, who is at a considerable distance from the battlefield, is either on the floor agonizing as if having a heart attack.
—Oh, gods of the underworld, what a work of ultra-violence I am witnessing. I hadn't seen such violence since we invaded the humans. I'm going to record everything to watch it over and over again... I will also share it with my friends, companions... no, with everyone who needs to know about this slaughterhouse. —Medalia Whispered, who used a spell to record everything that is happening.
Isidro and Pinky continue to face the horde; they are drenched in the entrails of their opponents. Isidro approaches Manolo.
—How much longer, Manolo? There are too many! —Isidro shouted, as his magic was almost running out.
—I'm just missing one screw; all this mess is making it hard for me to concentrate. —Manolo said he was about to put in the last screw, but a dryad approached him; he drilled her head with the drill, giving her a free lobotomy, then hit her with the drill, throwing her from the ceiling, so he finished installing the satellite dish; then he tied the cables from the satellite dish to the little boxes to the messenger cables.
—Done, I finished installing the satellite dish now, and I got the messenger cables ready... but what the heck is wrong with the house?! —Manolo exclaimed, who feels that the house is acting strangely.
Apparently, he asks one of his henchmen to bring him a mirror; when he sees the parabola installed on the stand, he apparently likes how it looks on the roof, and the house blushes, dancing with happiness. The poor cling to the rooftops.
—Fine, if you like the devil's house, but let us get down from here! —Manolo Exclaimed, while clinging to Pinky, who uses her weapons to hold onto the ceiling, while Isidro is on his broom and added. "Don't just hover there, Isidro, help us."
—Minister, you know that the cross nullifies the magic, and if you get on, we're going to have a tremendous crash. —Isidro replied and added. —Let me see if the vehicle can drop you off, Shen Ray. (Isidro honks) Shen Ray.
The vehicle responds to Isidro.
—It's over, bring Manolo and Pinky down now. —Isidro ordered Shen Ray to bring them down from there.
Shen Ray lowers them down by throwing a ladder that lands perfectly; Pinky and Manolo get down from there. Manolo and Isidro regroup to continue with the work, they enter the house, when they notice that the owner is fainted on the living room floor with an ahegao expression.
—Mrs. Medalia, oh my God, crazy!, give her mouth-to-mouth, CPR, or whatever!, menthol or something. —Manolo Exclaimed while helping the lady. Isidro still holds a grudge; even tho Medalia is attractive, the grudge takes away his desire to help her, but he does it anyway.
—I have some menthol, I'm going to put a little on her nose. —Isidro Said as he put a bit of menthol on her nose, and all at once, the lady woke up with a start.
—For the love of Alheim, what a strong smell, it stings, what kind of witchcraft have they cast on me?! — Medalia exclaimed, who couldn't stand the smell and the menthol itself.
—No, my lady, that's just menthol, nothing more... But what about this mess...? Oh my mother, my pants got a little wet. —Manolo Responded, who got wet with a strange liquid coming from the lady's dress.
—Sorry, Mr. Manolo, but it was my love nectar that came out of my groin; after the tremendous spectacle they put on out there, I couldn't handle so much epicness and fainted. — Medalia answered, while poor Manolo recoils in disgust and desperately dries that liquid from his pants.
Manolo thought: «Devil, damn it, my wife is going to kill me when she finds out I got wet with that thing, what salt do I have? »
Manolo gets into professional mode.
—So, Mrs. Medalia, according to your request, you asked for four boxes for four televisions, is that correct? — Isidro ASKED, as he wanted to leave that place.
—That's correct, one in the living room, one in my husband and my bedroom, another in my daughter's room, and one in my son's room. —Medalia explains.
—Ohh... you have children, I see, but according to these photos in the frames, your husband is a werewolf, you a succubus; although I'm curious, are they like you or are they of another kind? —Isidro asked while looking at the lady's family photos. She approaches him.
—This is my adopted daughter, Serina; she is a bipedal gorgon, meaning her body is human, but her head is that of a gorgon. Isn't she very pretty? —Medalia asked, looking at Isidro.
Isidro was analyzing her carefully, until suddenly a wicked smile appeared on his face as he thought: «Despite having snakes on her head, she has a pretty face, large breasts, a nice butt, and is slender...»
—She's hot... time to drop some serious game... Oh, I'm a very bad boy. —Isidro Whispered, who laughs devilishly and rubs his hands.
Manolo looks at him badly, as he knows about Isidro's bad intentions, because he knows he will sweet-talk her; he will win her over with compliments.
—And how old is your daughter? —Manolo asked. Isidro approaches him.
—Why you ruin the moment, Manolo? —Isidro whispered as he walked away from him.
—She is 118 years old, why does Manolo ask? Are you interested in my daughter? —Medalia asked.
—If my calculations are correct, in the Dominican Republic, that's 18 years, so it's legal. —Isidro whispered while doing the calculations on his phone, he laughed maliciously and added. —Neither CONANI nor the UN will be able to stop me from fulfilling my mission.
— What a shame, that guy is making me look bad. —Manolo whispered as he ran his hand over his face.
—My son, Senith, is also there, a Lovecraftian entity who also attends the institute where I work as a teacher, along with my daughter Serena, although she is in what you know as high school. —Medalia Explains.
—But he looks like a normal human child... ohh... wait... —Isidro answered, until he noticed his terrifying eyes and added. —He's definitely from the devil.
—I put in four regular cables, I have a bad feeling about Senith's room, so we're going to install the living room and the lady's room. Isidro, then go and bring the boxes. —Manolo Ordered to Isidro.
Manolo begins to install the box on the living room television. Isidro goes outside to give Pinky a walkie-talkie so he can watch over the satellite cables. He explains to Pinky what he has to do, but Pinky doesn't listen to Isidro. He calls Manolo, causing him to give Pinky a scolding/reprimand to monitor the cables and provide assistance. Thru some special sounds, Manolo is going to show and indicate the situation of the service cables. Now Pinky climbs up to the roof to take care of the cables, Isidro is going to install the little box in the lady's room; for now, everything is peaceful and quiet until they reach the room of Medalia's daughter, Serena, where black metal music can be heard. Mrs. Medalia knocks on the door persistently.
—Gentlemen, put on these glasses, as my daughter sometimes forgets to wear hers and can accidentally petrify someone. —Medalia informs her as she hands them special glasses. They put them on, and Mrs. Medalia does too.
Medalia keeps knocking, but she responds with insults; the argument is getting very ugly. Then Serina opens the door, uses her petrifying gaze, and then closes the door again.
—For the love of Alheim, what a spoiled girl. If it weren't because her boyfriend broke up with her today, she's been like this ever since; the poor girl is listening to Depressive Suicidal Black Metal, I've completely lost her! —Medalia Exclaimed, crying because she lost her daughter.
—That wasn't an accident... not at all... Manolo, you who understands those devilish things, what did he say? —Isidro asked.
—It's a subgenre of black metal that combines the atmosphere of doom metal with the characteristic vocals of black metal; this genre deals with suicide and depression, as the genre itself suggests. —Manolo explained and added. —Clearer, from there it goes.
—I didn't understand a word you said, but don't worry, Manolo, leave it to me, I'm an expert at it. —Isidro replied confidently and thought: «She's hotter than I thot with that nerdy goth look; I think I fell even more in love with her.»
—Don't tell me you're going to court her the way we do, because that's not how it's done here; they are completely different worlds. —Manolo Answered.
—I know, Meredith taught me very well when she allowed me to use magic. —Isidro replied.
—Ahhh! ... Okay! ...We need to talk firmly about that, but do your thing, you court her and I'll start installing, alright. —Manolo Answered.
— Let's get to the point! —Isidro exclaimed as he prepared to chat; he positioned himself next to the door and knocked.
—Mom, I told you to leave me alone, damn it! —Serina exclaimed.
—I understand, my goddess of darkness, but let me enter the door of your heart to console you for the betrayal they inflicted upon you. —Isidro replied seductively.
In Serina's room, moans were heard for an instant.
—Who are you? I don't know you, are you one of those technicians who come to bring their nauseating technology, to conquer us and destroy us in the name of their gospel of dung? —Serina Asked. This statement offends Manolo; he pretends he didn't hear anything.
—Yes, I am the technician who came to repair your heart; would you let me in to fix your broken heart? —Isidro replied.
In Serina's room, the moans continued.
—I'm sorry, but this heart is beyond repair; men are scoundrels, manipulators, they're all the same, only interested in the physical and not what's inside. —Serina Answered.
—You won't recover from that, Isidro, because what he says is true... partly. —Manolo Whispered.
—Whachotea, this millennia-old counter, uncultured dog. —Isidro replied, whispering.
—You're right, we men are miserable, bastardly, and superficial, that's why I went on a journey to the farthest corners of the world, which changed my life forever. I walked a path full of asps and vipers, trampled lions and dragons; I did it all to become the perfect man for you, my love. —Isidro replied in an epic manner and thought: «That's why they call me Romeo.»
—My loveee! —Serina shouted as she burst out of her room, breaking the door into a thousand pieces. She rushes toward Isidro and gives him many kisses. Manolo takes the little box, quickly enters her room to install the little box.
—Slow down, my love, your little ones are biting me really hard! —Isidro Exclaimed, who felt as the snakes in his hair bit him in various parts of his face and torso.
—Serina, if you don't let go of the technician Isidro, I will call your father to give you a beating you'll never forget. — Medalia answered.
Serina puts her phone number in one of his pockets, so he can call her and she leaves him alone. Mrs. Medalia incorporates poor Isidro. She puts on her special glasses to block his petrifying gaze, so the others take off their glasses.
—All set, Mrs. Medalia, I've already installed the box on your daughter's TV; now we just need the one for your son's room, and where is it so I can proceed with the installation? —Manolo asked, who was leaving Serina's room after installing the box.
Miss Medalia guides Manolo to her son's room; she knocks, and the son opens the door. To their misfortune, Manolo and Isidro are surprised to see that the room is an immense dimension, similar to outer space, filled with stars, among other celestial bodies, and their son has transformed into a cosmic deity of Lovecraftian cosmic horror. The poor souls realized that there is no oxygen in that dimension; they are running out of oxygen as they peek thru the door. They pull them by their clothes so they won't be absorbed by the dimension, but Manolo falls into Medalia's bosom because they pull them back, and Isidro into Serina's bosom.
—Mrs. Medalia, you are married and so am I, take your breasts off my face, I want to die of old age. —Manolo said, whom Mrs. Medalia was hugging by the head, and poor Manolo saw with horror, with the only free eye he had, how his wife's spirit was threatening him with a chain.
She lets him go; Isidro is enjoying Serina's breasts, but unfortunately, Manolo takes him from Serina, grabs him by the collar of his shirt, and drags him out of the house. Shen Ray is making a mess in the garden. Manolo honks to get his attention. Shen Ray lunges, but Manolo removes his vest, baiting him like a bullfighter with his bull. Shen keeps himself entertained with Manolo, playing the matador, during some bullfights. Pinky takes advantage, clinging to Shen to open the driver's door, although he tries to shake him off, but Pinky honks the horn to turn it back into a normal vehicle. Manolo and Isidro open the cabin doors, pulling out from the vehicle's dimension some space suits with jet packs included, divine blunt weapons to stun, to avoid causing harm; then Isidro, with the little box and its components, reenters the house, standing in front of the son's door.
—Of all the things I wanted to do before I die, one of them was to go to outer space, and now it's going to come true. —Said Manolo.
—It's just that we never thot we would face a cosmic cow. —Isidro replied.
—Ancient Lovecraftian God, Isidro. —Manolo Answered.
—Whatever, since I know how to use this better than you, let me distract the cow and you do the installation, does that sound good to you? —Isidro replied.
—Better, because practically all the dirty work has been done by me. —Manolo Exclaimed, while Isidro showed him how to use the suit.
Both enter, but the god notices that they entered the dimension with their giant eyes. Isidro grabs Manolo, since he still doesn't know how to use it very well. Isidro activates his jet pack to push him; they both fly out of there. The god attacks them with his tentacles, but Isidro dodges them while holding onto Manolo, who spots the television suspended in space.
—The television! —Manolo shouted.
—Hold on, Manolo, we're going over there.—Isidro Exclaimed, as he headed toward the television, but the god stood in the way.
Isidro throws Manolo toward the god; he takes out a strange sphere, throws it at the god, the sphere hits one of the tentacles creating a powerful flash of light that blinds the god. When Manolo manages to dodge the god and its tentacles, he throws another sphere in case it had more eyes. Manolo reaches the television; although he almost overshoots, he manages to install the little box in the god's room. Isidro picks up Manolo and takes him out of the room; they both leave. Isidro calls the appropriate department to activate the cable service; the department automatically activates the cable, completing the entire installation.
— Finally, we're done with this, Isidro! —Manolo exclaimed as he stretched.
—Let's check that everything is alright! —Isidro exclaimed. While he stretches as well, they both take off their spacesuits.
—This was the best service of my life; I'm going to order more products so that you come exclusively...! By the way, do you want some of my daughter's sweets? She made them for you with a lot of love while you were working in my son's room. —Medalia Exclaimed while her daughter held the tray with her real insect sweets, eyes, among other parts of dubious origin made by her.
Manolo took some to accept them, and Isidro did too; they ate them, although poor Isidro showed that he liked them, because it was actually torture. Manolo liked them because they tasted good.
—Thank you very much, but there are other technicians who will be available to assist you beside us, but we will always be at your service. —Manolo Answered while savoring the sweets.
After this snack, both Manolo and Isidro explained to Miss Medalia, Serina, and even the ancient god Senith, who is in his child form, about the functioning of the services. Before leaving, they check that everything is working properly, start gathering their things to get ready to go, but they and the house don't want them to leave.
—Oh no, and now who is going to save us? —They both exclaimed, seeing that they weren't going to let them out.
Until someone knocks on the door and it's the werewolf of the house, Mrs. Medalia's husband, Malcolm Moon.
—It's Dad, Mom! —Serina exclaimed, happy to see her father; she opened the door without hesitation and hugged him.
—Ohh... Serina, you seem very happy; today, finally, your depression is gone. —Malcolm Said.
—Yes, Daddy, all thanks to Technician Isidro. —Serina Answered.
Isidro is nervous because he knows who he is.
—Isidro, is it just me or is that outfit not from our company? —Manolo replied, puzzled.
—He is the manager of our department, Malcolm Moon. —Isidro answered nervously.
—So you must be the new technician, Juan Manuel Antonio De los Santos Restituyo, and how did you achieve such a feat? Since the technicians who came before couldn't complete the installation properly due to the threats in my house. —Malcolm Asked, when Mrs. Medalia showed him the contract to proceed with violence and added. —Umm... interesting, proceeding with violence; I like this new methodology you came up with. As long as the client doesn't mind, it could work. I will speak with the higher-ups regarding this new code. Do you mind having lunch with us? I know you have clients waiting for you, but all that physical activity must have made you hungry.
—Alright, Mr. Malcolm, I will make an exception for you, so we can get to know each other better. —Manolo Responded as he stayed to have lunch with them.
While the girls were cooking, Manolo was showing Mr. Malcolm how the installation turned out; he liked how everything looked, although Medalia had to fix all the mess they left with magic. Mrs. Medalia calls them to eat, as they went out to see the parabola and how it turned out. When they enter, she greets them with a feast fit for a king; they proceed to eat. While they ate, they talked.
—So, darling, you didn't do anything wrong with them. —Malcolm Asked to his wife.
—No, darling, and if you want, you can ask our guests or the entities that live in our house; you know I will love you until the end of days. —Medalia Answered.
—And you, Serina, you had mentioned to me that thanks to Mr. Isidro you felt better, tell me more. —Malcolm asked his daughter again; poor Isidro got nervous.
—Mr. Isidro is a very kind and affectionate man whose words of encouragement completely cured my depression. —Serina Commented.
— And you, Senith, what did you think of the service the technicians provided us? — Malcolm asked his son.
—I must admit, mortals are interesting beings. They confronted me in a non-violent manner; despite my hatred for humanity with all my soul and being, they still remained professional without harming me, performing their work efficiently and satisfactorily. I hope to make the most of your service, Lord Manolo and Lord Isidro. —Senith replied politely.
—Perfect, apparently my family likes the service you have provided, and even I do, but... —Malcolm answered, but Manolo had a bad feeling about what he was going to say, so he braced himself for the nuclear bomb that was coming. He stopped eating to listen to him, and Mr. Malcolm continued. —I have always disagreed with you installing that from the beginning, as for us, this is a declaration of a cold war against our own magical technology." We use the same services as you, but with magic, of course. This dimensional alternative was created with the purpose of allowing both dimensions to coexist and learn from each other, although there are several factions that will do everything possible to hinder this project, as they see it as a way to weaken us and for humans to take advantage of it to conquer them. Do you think it's worth giving your life for this project? Because look at everything you had to do to make this installation. Is it really worth selling your soul for this cause? I await your response, Mr. Manolo.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
—I understand your concern, Mr. Malcolm, but in the end, I am just a mere employe. However, if you want my opinion, Mr. Malcolm Moon, then I will give it to you. If I'm being honest, since robots came to our country to replace the workforce, there has been a lot of uncertainty, as many people lost their jobs, and I did too. There were many revolutions that took place in our world; that's why there are areas that reject that technology and others that do not. The same goes for you; I accept that you accept it and that you reject it, but that's part of progress, even tho I don't like it and neither do you. In the end, every growing civilization is doomed to progress and technology, even tho I hate it too. Over time, that will take away everything we have, including our humanity. In the end, it won't, because we will always find a way to prevail and discover new ways to live life. — Manolo explained as he finished eating and stood up to leave, but Malcolm stopped him.
—You have earned my respect, Mr. Manolo; people like you are what we need to change both worlds. Therefore, may Alheim bless you on your odyssey, Mr. Manolo; I won't take up any more of your time. —Malcolm Answered as they both shook hands.
—It will be a pleasure to work with you, Manager Malcolm. —Manolo replied as he and Isidro got into their vehicle; Pinky returned to the vehicle, waiting to be summoned.
Manolo starts the vehicle, they leave, but not before looking in the rearview mirrors at them saying goodbye, including the house. They decide to make a stop at the big rock where they rested before. Manolo dismounts to look at his hand and notices that the number hasn't changed.
—It hasn't changed... Why? —Manolo asked.
—Because that order was mine; until we carry out all my orders, the countdown on your hand won't change. —Isidro explained while Manolo fell to his knees on the floor; this almost made him cry. Then he laughs maniacally, wipes away his tears.
—What's wrong, minister? I see you discouraged, but unfortunately, it's because there's no rhythm. —Isidro asked.
—It's just... nothing, it's my own stuff. On another note, Isidro, that magic Meredith gave you, what kind of condition? She left it for you to use. —Manolo Interrupted.
—My humanity, the more I use it, the more I will lose my human form. —Isidro replied and added. —That's why, Manolo, don't make the same mistake I did, don't take off the crucifix, don't sell your soul to the devil; you lose more than you gain. In the end, I won't return to the Dominican Republic, I'll stay here, for everyone's sake.
—The important thing is that you don't lose who you are, Isidro. —Manolo Answered.
—And what am I, Manolo? —Isidro asked.
—You are Isidro, the best sorcerer technician of the dark dimension, high five. — Manolo responded as we high-five.
They both get into their vehicle and set off to begin their odyssey in the dark dimension.