Uncle Luis's Inheritance

Almost nobody visited Uncle Luis anymore. Perhaps his advanced age, his lifelong bachelorhood, a depression, or some strange illness had turned him into a scattered, reclusive, ill-tempered character. Juan Manuel, his favorite nephew and sole heir, only visited sporadically, on the rare occasions he came to the city, and in recent years those visits had been as brief as they were painful. He couldn’t bear to see his dear Uncle Luis like that — hyperactive nervousness, lost eyes, compulsive obsessions, endless tics, and his delirious, incoherent tales about thefts and scams. But finally death came for Uncle Luis, and the police called Juan Manuel to inform him of his passing and to hand over the keys to his home, delivered by the neighbor who reported his death. Juan Manuel traveled to the city immediately, accompanied by his closest friends, who helped him with the funeral arrangements, the burial, and the internment. When all that was done, they returned to Uncle Luis’s house to inventory his few belongings. But the dirty, dark flat hid two surprises that could change their lives: a strange hidden alarm that prevented them from leaving the house despite having the keys, and something even stranger — the result of a diabolical plan, a burdensome inheritance…