Periphery I.

By Zsolt Kelemen

“Grandma was registered as Gerlőczy Emília and the first part of her life , which was between 1915- her birthdate- to 1937, so this part is merely mentioned in the first part of the journal, and then, surprisingly the entries are about some Guttmann Ernő, whom she met in 1947 at a ball in Pest. Guttmann Ernő – according to the booklet – met the Devil.”

Three friends discover a dark secret after their friend's - Dani's - death, which triggers unforeseen events including the Devil, a secret group and a curse from the past. The story is set in present-day Budapest, Hungary. After a way too long night, the youngsters sets out to find a diary in Dani's Grandma's flat, with the help of which they only find disturbing answers. And more questions, as well.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Zsolt Kelemen
• Release date: Jun 10, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476266350

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Periphery

Kelemen Zsolt

Published by Zsolt Kelemen at Smashwords

Copyright 2012 Kelemen Zsolt

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---------Prologue

My great-Granddad allegedly met the Devil. He was with the herd of cows that summer day, when the sky turned greyish and my great-Granddad, Ferencz heard the sound of hooves. A semi-naked woman with hooves appeared and took a look at Ferencz. Then, moments later, she flew away.

That might sound unbelievably silly but back then, when I first heard the story from my Grandma, Mária- among many other stories – I was truly moved. Not only were these tales fascinating but they happened with us. To us. Many years passed by and I still don’t understand how a rational family, like mine can still hold onto these legends. Actually, there are two of us, my grandma and me who still care about these family myths. So, I would like to honor my family and my great-Granddad, Ferencz with this story. Ferencz had a troubled life, survived work camps, he was to the United States to help build a bridge and was a