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Oh, Mother of God. What am I doing here? You're Leo, right? It figures. Your brother keeps yelling that some Squirt bailed on him. Does your name happen to be Xochitl? That's me. At God's service and yours.

Leo! We don't have much time. The Nahuala will finish her ritual by midnight, we have to stop her. I came here to find my brother. No one told me I had to face the Nahuala. If we don't do something, we'll be all doomed. What part of "all" you don't understand? When the Nahuala completes her ritual she'll live forever. We the dead will be her slaves and the living her food. It's the Nahuala's cycle, she feeds on human souls. She peels them off and swallows them up.

Each soul she eats becomes a new slave. If the Nahuala completes her ritual. .there'll be no people left in Puebla to play balero. But all you need to play with a balero is. Ah, now I get it.

We're running out of time, Leo San Juan.

Do you trust me? Jeez, your hands are really cold. Look who's talking. Leo, help me!

Leo, help me! Nando, are you here? Leo, help me! Leo! Boy, you can really shout. His name is Gaznate, he repeats all he hears. Have you heard my brother? What? Have you never seen a parrot before? Watch out, Leo! Run, run! No, to your right! No, to your left! Left! Leo, are you okay? Watch out! Now what? Jump! Get down! Jump! Play dead! We made it!

And you even got a haircut. You look really cute. You put too much pepper in it. This is not normal.

The old house sucked Nando.

I wanna die. "I wanna die. I wanna die.". Jump, Xochitl!

Leo, help me! I wanna die. I wanna die, Leo!

See you later alligator! I trust you. Hold me tight. Don't cover your eyes. Don't cover your eyes!

Where's the exit? Through there. If we don't get down from this pot, we'll end up cooked. It was to die for, right?

Xochitl, help me out! Men are useless. Leo, I have an idea! Try to use your balero! I'm brilliant. I need a hand. We're going to die! Nice number, yeah! Hey, skinny, I want to go home. No, we won't go until we have dinner. I've been hearing that since the last 52 years. Oh, yes, but look how thin and bald you are.

She's nuts about you, friend. What's that smell? It wasn't me. They've smelled us. No! No, really. It smells like. Finally, the maid brought the main course. One who digs his grave with his own teeth. That's why you're so fat, dear.