Part One: Exit Wounds

Now
Drip. Drip. Drip. The sound of blood dripping from my left arm. I must stay calm. Breathe. No! I must run. They are after me. They are going to find me. They are going to kill me. I must not look back. Run. Without shoes, my feet are hurting. Run. Through the thick forest at night. I can’t see. It’s too dark. But I must run. For my life.

4 Days Earlier
Long weekends are the best weekends ever. For hardworking people like my friends and I, we decided to take a long-needed and well-deserved break. Maia and Hana were in charge of the location.  Leni and I were in charge of the transportation. A week before our vacation, Maia and Hana were googling for resorts outside the metro. In one of the searches, the name La Paz Resort stood out. It was somewhere in Central Visayas, which was one of the places that we have never been to, and the prices of the rooms were reasonable. The amenities were also beautiful, and the view of the ocean from the rooms were amazing, from what we saw on La Paz Resorts website. So that’s where we decided to unwind.