el hombre que se sentó en él era muerte

I awoke to the sound of pounding on the walls of this adobe brick house.  Palito looked at me with the kind of blank expression I suppose only a horse could pass.  I said "Yeah brother I hear 'em."  Palito gave a soft ney and I got up and grabbed my revolver and went upstairs onto the roof of the house.  I looked down about 7 feet and there they were 4 feet thick all the way around the house.  I only saw more stumbling out of the treeline.  This is too many way too many I thought.  I went down the stairs again and grabbed the rest of my stuff. 

I threw my saddlebags over Palido and cinched up my saddle.  I had to think fast.  They began to break down the door,  they're hands getting cut on the sharp splinters.  I looked around and saw the stairs.  I smiled and asked Palito "Think you can jump it?"  I guided him up the stairs lucky for me he was able to squeez through the door.  I then guided him to one end of the house, he looked down and saw those things grabbing at him.  He gave a loud NEY and I said "You best be able to jump it then!"  I hopped on him and tried to get him going fast enough so he could jump the wall of dead.  He did as he never failed me before and I swear to you he hit the ground running.  I didn't even have to kick him to get him going.  Boy he ran fast.

After an hour of galloping full bore Palido was tired and so was I.  We slowed down at a little trot and I began to say to myself that same old poem "But he grew old this knight so bold and over his heart a shadow fell as he found no spot of ground that looked like El Dorado."  I was in a alone now not a single one in sight but that didn't mean they weren't there as always.  I began to speed up Palidos galloping and we came over another ridge.  There it was El Pacifico and it was as blue and as beautiful as I remember.

There was a town to the east of me bout a mile I could tell because there were lights cars and everything.  I said "Well I'll be damned,  I just may have found El Dorado Palido."