Chapter 1

This week I wanted to enjoy a good climate in Spain together with my uncle and my parents, the tourism secretary recommended us a town, the first three days was fun and relaxing. That town was quite quiet and the people were dedicated to agriculture and livestock, although the bad thing is that I was the youngest girl among the tourists and I think of the town because I had not seen any other person of my age.

Anyway, I could say that I liked it until on the fourth day I heard rumors about the arrival of "Los Iluminados", they said it was a religious sect and that they had their church at the top of the town, I was very curious until one day I went with my uncle to visit it. In my point of view it didn't look like a church or a religious sect, rather it belonged to the occult. I was quite scared to see a cemetery in front of it.

- What kind of church is this? - Carlos asked, my uncle.

- I'd rather say it's a sect. - I commented.

We entered the place and I could see a symbol, like a removable piece, my uncle pressed it and the huge door opened. We both looked at each other intrigued, upon entering we could observe several monks, I think they call like that, with their hoods that we could hardly see their faces. They were doing a ritual.

So as not to disturb, we decided to turn around and get out of there, but two others appeared behind us, blocking our road.

- But what the hell ... - Carlos was surprised.

- We can use that man. - Said a dark voice in english, my uncle didn't understand but I did.

We both looked confused and one of the monks hit my uncle knocking him unconscious on the floor, I tried to help him but another one of them stopped me so I opted to nudge the asshole and ran out of the place.

Outside, I saw a group of inhabitants standing looking towards the church. Then I went to a lady.

- Lady help me please, they caught my uncle. - I said desperately.

The lady simply ignored me and continued to observe the church, as if hypnotized.

- I'm talking to you! We speak the same language. What's wrong?

- Lord Saddler. - She murmured.

I turned to see the church and there was the same man who ordered the two monks, I suppose he is the leader.

- Catch her! - He exclaimed pointing his finger at me.

At first I was confused, and saw that the lady turned to see me, her eyes turned red. I took a few steps back until the others turned to see me.

- Shit! - I murmured.

- Quick! She is an intruder. - Said one of the villagers.

I decided to run while the inhabitants followed me from behind, it seemed like an eternity, my head didn't have time to think about what had just happened, I just ran by instinct, by fear, by that fear of what they could do to me.

Luckily the residents didn't reach me and I got to where the other tourists were supposed to be but I found them being killed by the other spaniards, for a moment I was frozen watching the scene, the cries of those people asking for help, some with traces of blood. It seemed that all this revolved around me, I closed my teeth with courage, I didn't know what to do, my breathing was between cut, my chest was shaking, a few drops of sweat ran down my forehead, until came to mind my parents.

I sighed and quickly, without being seen by the inhabitants, I climbed to the second floor of the house where they were supposed to be but I did not find them. I heard more screams coming from outside and I looked through the window of the room, it was my father, my father ... he was kneeling with the hands tied, next to a person who had a bag covering his head. There were several settlers with rakes, machetes and sticks forming a circle babbling the phrase: "Kill them, kill them".

Suddenly I heard the sound of a kind of saw and from the crowd appeared a man, who had his face covered, with a chainsaw in his hands, I swallowed my saliva with difficulty to see it, my heart began to accelerate with more intensity and a tremendous chill crossed my back, the man with the chainsaw came shouting like crazy in my father's direction and decapitated him. As I could covered my mouth to not scream and tears flooded my face, my father's body fell completely to the ground and headless. Then I noticed that a woman removed the bag from the head of the other person, who happened to be my mother. She looked to the side and seeing the decapitated body began to scream and cry, pleaded for her life, but the bloodthirsty settlers did not care, so the same woman with her ax nailed her directly to the head.

I covered my eyes and bent down on the floor, leaning my back against the wall. Minutes after having been squatting trying to digest everything I had just seen. Is this real or a figment of my imagination? I was asking my mind for a logical answer, but I couldn't find it.

I stood up and looked again through the same window.

- This is real. - I mumbled to myself.

Standing, I leaned back against the wall, I began to tremble, I was very scared, I could not believe that all this was happening to me, I wiped the sweat on my forehead with my hand and sighed trying to relax. Soon I thought about my life, I did not want to end up like that and there was only one way to get out of this alive, the main bridge.

I decided to sneak out of the house, noticing that nobody surrounded my environment I started running, as fast as I could, I crossed paths with a lot of flora, I thought I had lost but then I went over a bridge, I thought I had managed to escape from that town, until I saw another villager carrying an ax in his hand. I instinctively hid myself in some bushes and without realizing it I stepped on a trap with teeth that stuck my right foot and left me immobile, I avoided screaming in pain so they wouldn't hear me and I fell to the grass, a few seconds later that spaniard walked away. Then I tried to free myself from that trap, with both hands I grabbed it and stretched it with all my strength so that it didn't dig me deeper but it was made of iron, very heavy and I couldn'tt get it, my leg began to lose blood and I bit the neck of my shirt for the pain I suffered.

During the first few minutes I still had hopes of being able to get rid of that shit until after about an hour I decided to give up, I did not have enough strength to hold it, every time it nailed more.

- What a stupid way to die Laura! - I muttered to myself while watching my leg stuck. - I'll die bled for not being attentive. - I sighed.

And so the morning passed without being found, the only thing I did was chew a piece of gum that I had taken out of my pocket and wait for some help, although it was more likely that those villagers would find me or die because of this trap.

A long time passed or I thought so, I wanted to kill myself but I had no way, suffering this ordeal was worse than being riddled or mutilated. A movement that made and could bleed even more, in addition my arms began to tremble and my strength was exhausted.

I spit the gum and looked at the sky, the sun was slowly going away, the atmosphere was quite silent, I was afraid to spend the night here. So for a moment I decided to stop thinking about it and the breeze brought me some peace. A peace that was soon interrupted by a shot. I got scared, I didn't know what to do, if it was the manipulated inhabitants or it was the police. I managed to see some of them running with their axes, then I heard an explosion. Closing my eyes I tried to imagine what happened in that area, until I heard more shots.

I opened my eyes when I felt a few steps, I raised my look and saw a blond man, with a brown jacket and a gun in hand, he didn't seem to be a resident of the town, nor was a tourist.

- Hey! - I exclaimed weakly with my hoarse voice.

The man stopped looking everywhere with all his senses on alert.

- To your right. - I said in a whisper raising one of my hands as I could, but soon I screamed because the teeth of the trap nailed me harder.

The blonde managed to see me and approached me.

- Please help me. - I murmured between tears.

Then he put away his gun and crouched down watching the trap.

- You lost a lot of blood. - He said in English to then open the teeth of the trap and let me free. - Stay still, I'm going to bandage that wound.

I lay down completely on the grass with my left arm on my forehead, I was totally exhausted. The blond began to bandage the wound, I felt my leg burn and a lot of pain, small drops of tears came out of my eyes, but I held it.

- Thank you. - I said when observed the finished work.

- You're lucky that that thing has not been able to tear off your leg. Tell me, can you walk? - He wondered.

- Yes, I suppose. - I got up.

- Who are you and where are your parents? What are you doing in a place like this?

- I ... I am Laura Lopez, I came on vacation and a few days ago an occult group called "Los Iluminados" arrived. They have my uncle and I think they control the inhabitants because they killed the other tourists, as well as ... my parents. - I commented head down.

- Los Iluminados? Pff, that's a nameful. - He was thinking. - But ... What kind of sect would be able to do that?

- The truth is strange. And by the way, you, who are you? What brings you here?

- My name is Leon Scott Kennedy. Well, look, I'm looking for this girl of the photograph. - He took a photo out of his pocket. - Have you seen her before?

- Sorry no. - I grimaced.

- Well, for her I'm here, I'm in a ... - Leon proceeded to save the photo back to his pocket and remained silent.

- In a ... In what? - I asked curious.

- Eh, at the moment I can't tell you, I know you don't trust me very much and I don't trust you, so let's continue, I have to take you with me. I can not leave you here, it would be the least I can do with you. Keep alert.

- Wait ... And what about the exit? It is assumed that there is a bridge to leave this town. - I asked intrigued while trying to analyze what he had said.

- The bridge is shattered, there's no way to get back there. - Leon answered and I could see him walking away.

- Well, Laura, are you coming? - He wondered.

I kept thinking, a part of me told me no, for fear of going through that nightmare again, but another part told me that maybe it is the only alternative to get out of here. My options were limited, after all, what would I lose, if I have already lost everything? I was alone and somewhat disoriented.

- It's okay. - I sighed.