My great-grandmother Ana said that when she was young she worked in a farm, she used to water the planting in the wee hours of the morning and one of those times a spirit appeared and told her that if she dug at the foot of the tree that was there, she would find a treasure that would make her millionaire, she did not feel afraid, quite the opposite, I look for a shovel and began to dig, a while later I touch metal and trying to take what seemed to be an old chest the wind began to blow so hard that it threatened to take everything in his step, still managed to get that chest but when he was about to open it the sky was covered in red and a storm was unleashed that returned the chest to the bottom of the earth. minutes after everything had stopped. My great grandmother says that she could never tell if what happened that night really happened