The newsroom of alcorconhoy received a report from a worker at a graphic arts facility in Polígono Urtinsa. The message was brief: 'The machines print by themselves.' Reporter José Luis arrived at the scene, described as a desolate area of sheet metal and concrete structures with orange streetlights casting long shadows.
The young supervisor, with a look of astonishment, explained that the phenomenon began three nights prior, shortly after the company's sale and impending demolition were announced. The printing presses activate on their own at the end of the shift, producing unusual prints instead of commercial material.
As José Luis approached one of the machines, a sharp thud echoed, and the press began to spin. The printed paper revealed a phrase repeated endlessly in a shaky handwriting: 'I have nowhere to go'.
I have nowhere to go
Following an exclamation from José Luis into the air, a brief childlike giggle was heard, and a small humanoid figure with grayish skin and glowing eyes darted past. The entity tipped over an ink bottle, which then formed a new message on the floor: 'The industrial park was field, the field was my home, then this place has been'.
José Luis identified the being as a 'duende' (goblin), a mythical creature that, according to cultural descriptions, protests the closure of the location. The reporter is collecting similar cases for a bestiary.
“"Well, based on typical and ancient descriptions across different cultures, it's a goblin. In this case, it doesn't seem dangerous, but it's clear these pranks are its way of protesting the closure."
The reporter suggested to the supervisor that they find a new home for the goblin, perhaps by not demolishing a section or by speaking with the new owner, to avoid further trouble or damage, as the creature will not leave willingly.
