Las cadenas que debía cargar Carlos, eran un tanto ruidosas y cada vez se hacían más pesadas. Lamento no haber podido terminar la llave para liberarse de ellas en la misma prisión pero, la oportunidad del eclipse no se podía perder. Cada tanto de estar avanzando en el bosque con las chirriantes cadenas, Reinaldo le ayudaba a cargarlas.

— Si no fuese por esas ruidosas cadenas, se podría decir que eres un hombre completamente libre, Carlos— comentó Reinaldo cuando llegaron a la orilla de un riachuelo. Aprovecharon de tomar un poco del agua fría y cristalina que corría por el mismo. Descansaron unos pocos minutos y siguieron avanzando, ya que el eclipse estaba pasando. Después de un buen rato de caminar apresurados, sus cuerpos se estremecieron al escuchar el temible aullido de un lobo. Reinaldo palideció y recordo las historias de hombres lobos de su infancia. El haber sido un criminal sin escrúpulos desde muy joven, le habían convencido de que no hay ser más terrible que un hombre. De igual pensamiento era su cómplice Carlos y aunque también se había estremecido por el aullido, le comento a su amigo en tono burlón:

— Con estas mismas cadenas voy a encargarme de cualquier animal de esos que se me acerque y será nuestra comida, amigo, sin miedo— mientras las tomaba en sus manos como si de una gran espada o látigo se tratara.

— Mientras sean lobos de verdad— contesto Reinado y de nuevo, se estremeció al pensar en la idea de que los aullidos, fueran de hombres lobos.

The chains that Carlos had to carry were somewhat noisy and became heavier and heavier. He regretted not having been able to finish the key to free himself from them in the same prison, but the opportunity of the eclipse could not be missed. Every once in a while while he was advancing in the forest with the creaking chains, Reinado helped him carry them.

— If it weren't for those noisy chains, one could say that you are a completely free man, Carlos— commented Reinaldo when they reached the bank of a stream. They took the opportunity to drink some of the cold, crystal-clear water that ran through the stream. They rested for a few minutes and continued walking since the eclipse was passing. After a while of walking in a hurry, their bodies shuddered when they heard the fearful howl of a wolf. Reinaldo blanched and remembered the werewolf stories of his childhood. Having been an unscrupulous criminal from a very young age, he had been convinced that there is no being more terrible than a man. His accomplice Carlos was of the same mind, and although he had also been shaken by the howl, he commented to his friend in a mocking tone:

— With these same chains I am going to take care of any of those animals that come near me and they will be our food, friend, without fear— while he took them in his hands as if they were a great sword or whip.

— As long as they are real wolves— answered Reinaldo and again he shuddered at the thought of the howling werewolves.