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[edit] March 10
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Video transcript:
Hola Diego, me alegro mucho de poder contarte esta historia, y espero que te sirva de ayuda para recuperar tu memoria.
Verás, mi tío abuelo era una persona increíble, le encantaba contar historias, te podías pasar horas y horas escuchándole. Había una que a mí me gustaba muchísimo, a la que él llamaba "El hombre de laberinto". De hecho, me gustaba tanto que hasta en un cuaderno la anoté completamente, por eso lo he buscado para tener todos los detalles y no olvidarme de nada.

Verás, la historia era así, en el año 1888 en Stuartfield, Escocia, encontraron a un hombre de unos 18 años, que había despertado en un laberinto, con amnesia y con los ojos vendados. No te parece una coincidencia? Aquel hombre estaba totalmente desorientado, no conocía el lenguaje local, porque hablaba en español que era lo más curioso. Además, la única seña de identidad que tenía era un tatuaje en el antebrazo. Lo recuerdo muy bien porque mi tío abuelo solía dibujármelo bastante. Era ese.

El caso es que la gente del pueblo sintió lástima por aquel hombre y después de acogerle por una temporada, pues, decidieron hacer una colecta entre todos y comprarle un billete para que fuera a España, ya que pensaron que allí sería una forma de contrar quizás sus recuerdos o gente que le conociera.

Entonces fue cuando llegó a Madrid cuando conoció a la familia de mi tío abuelo, ellos le acogieron en su casa y pasaron, pues, una temporada. El padre de mi tío abuelo, además era médico, con lo cual estaba también interesado en el extraño caso de amnesia que padecía. En aquel entonces, pues, mi tío abuelo tenía 6 años solo, y pasaba muchísimo tiempo con el hombre del laberinto, como el le llamaba, y le intentaba, pues, ayudarle a recordar, le mostraba cosas. El caso es que al cabo de 6 meses de estar con ellos, de pronto un día dijo que había, por fin, encontrado el significado de su tatuaje, y sin más, se marchó a Londres.

Y no fue hasta al cabo de 15 años después que no volvió, fue cuando volvió. Entonces mi tío tenía ya 21 años, y el hombre del laberinto viino con 5 viajeros que le acompañaban, no dio ningún dato sobre ni de dónde venía, ni cómo se llamaban, nada. Solo dijo que vino a pasar unos días a Madrid y que quería aprovechar para saludar y para agradecer todo lo que habían hecho por él.

El caso es que justo unos días antes de irse, el hombre del laberinto, que por aquel entonces decía llamarse Jorge, le dijo a mi tío que estaban trabajando, él y los 5 viajeros, en algo llamado "El códex del anillo perdido". Entonces, le dejó a mi tío, le dijo que tenía que proteger parte de la investigación y, por si él tenía que volver o regresar, poder recuperarlo. El caso es que, cuando se marcharon, él y los 5 viajeros, jamás volvió a saber nada de ellos.

Así que, bueno, días antes de que mi tío muriera, yo tenía 10 años, solo. Él me dio una prueba de que todo aquello era real, que el hombre del laberinto existió de verdad, que fue esta postal, que me dijo que era parte de aquello que le había dejado el hombre del laberinto. Además, no solo eso, sino que me dijo que el resto de cosas que le había dejado, estaba oculto en algún lugar. Y... bueno, mi tío murió, el pobre. Jamás consiguió volver a saber nada del hombre del laberinto ni de sus 5 acompañantes, y... bueno, veo que, no sé, que es una oportunidad de seguir con toda esta historia, que quizás se lo debo a él, y... bueno, que es verdad, que todo eso está pasando, que te ha pasado a ti también, así que me gustaría poder ayudarte, y creo que podremos hacerlo, con todos... yo creo que aquí algo más tiene que haber, así que si te parece bien y me dejas, me encantará ayudarte y echarte una mano.

(translation by FMG)
Video summary:
Monica tells the story of "El hombre del laberinto" ("The man from the labyrinth"), she tells us that a man was found in 1888 in Stuartfield, Scotland, in the same manner as that of our amnesiacs. This man spoke Spanish and not English, and had a remarkable tattoo (she shows the tattoo - we should look into that; it's a labyrinth like the one that Diego draws; under it are a greek word I couldn't make, and then the numbers 595 and 20). The people from the town helped him to get to Spain, and there he met her uncle. After a few months, this man left her family and went to London.

Her uncle knew nothing of him until 15 years later. He came with five other people and told him that they are working on something called "El codex del anillo perdido" ("The codex of the lost ring"). They gave Monica's uncle a piece of this work to hide - part of this is the postcard, and there is more hidden somewhere.


Full text (google translator):
Hello Diego, I am very pleased to be able to tell this story, and I hope it helps you to recover your memory.
You see, my uncle was a grandfather incredible person, she loved to tell stories, you could spend hours and hours listening to you. There was one that I liked a lot, which he called "Man of maze." In fact, I liked it so much up in a notebook the anoté completely, which is why I wanted to get all the details and do not forget anything.

You see, the story was well in the year 1888 in Stuartfield, Scotland, they found a man about 18 years old, who had awakened in a labyrinth, with amnesia and blindfolded. Do not you think a coincidence? That man was totally disoriented, did not know the local language, spoken in Spanish because that was the most curious. Furthermore, the only sign of identity that he had was a tattoo on the forearm. I remember it very well because my uncle grandfather used dibujármelo enough. It was this.

The fact is that the townspeople felt sorry for the man and after welcome for a season, therefore, decided to make a collection among all and buy a ticket to go to Spain, because they thought that there would be a way to hire perhaps their memories or people who knew him.

Then he was when he arrived in Madrid where he met the family of my uncle, grandfather, they welcomed him into his home and spent thus a season. The father of my uncle's grandfather, also was a doctor, which was also interested in the strange case of amnesia suffering. At that time, therefore, my uncle grandfather was 6 years alone, and spent a great deal of time with men labyrinth, as he called it, and I tried thus help you remember, we showed things. The fact is that after 6 months of being with them, all of a sudden one day said that he had at last found the meaning of his tattoos, and without further ado, he went to London.

And it was not until after 15 years after they did not return, was when he returned. Then my uncle was already 21 years old, and men labyrinth viino with 5 passengers who accompanied him, did not give any information about or where they came from, or how it is called, nothing. Just said she came to spend a few days in Madrid and that he wanted to take the opportunity to salute and thank all they had done for him.

The point is that just a few days before leaving, the man labyrinth, then called Jorge said, he told my uncle that were working, he and the 5 passengers, in something called "The codex of the lost ring." So, we left my uncle told him he had to protect part of the investigation, and if he had to go back or return, to be able to recover it. The point is that, when they left, he and the 5 passengers, never again know nothing about them.

So, well, days before my uncle died, I was 10 years old, alone. He gave me proof that everything was real, that the man really existed labyrinth, which was this postcard, who told me that was part of what had made him the man of the labyrinth. Moreover, not only that, but they told me that the other things that he had left, was hiding somewhere. And... Well, my uncle died, the poor. Never got back to know nothing of man labyrinth or its accompanying 5, And... Well, I see that, I do not know, it is an opportunity to continue with this whole story, that perhaps I owe him, and... well, it's true that all this is happening, you have come to you as well, so I would like to help, and I think we can do it, with all ... I believe that something more has to be, so if you think well and leave me, I love to help and lie one hand.

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