Chapter Four

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Third Person POV

The two entered with Luiza leading, stopping on their tracks on the lobby as she looked at the pair, saying before leaving. "Wait here. I'll check on the others."

Reese sat on the seat nearby, breathing heavily as Ethan noticed a journal, flipping pages after pages. The latter stopped looking at the notebook when Luiza arrived, immediately looking around so the woman wouldn't catch him snooping.

"This way."

The two then followed Luiza through a corridor as she said, motioning the pair, "Come inside, the others are waiting."

As soon as Ethan swiped the curtain, a drunk man said, looking at the newly arrived pair with visible hatred. "What the fuck is this? Outsiders- you're going to get us all killed!"

Glaring at the man, Luiza came into the pair's defense, "Quiet, Anton. They helped Leonardo and Elena."

"Please, Ethan, Reese, take a seat.", Luiza said as they motioned two seats near the table with a smile.

The pair obliged as Reese examined each person in the room, their chest heaving up and down for upcoming events.

"Is this all that's left? From your entire village?", Ethan asked, looking at each person.

"All that's left? All that's left?" Reese looked at Anton and the latter stood up, exclaiming. "There is no one left!"

He then walked to a man who has crutches and a crying old woman. "A worthless invalid! A stupid, wailing bitch...!" He then pointed at Luiza. "And you!" He then pointed at Leonardo and the pair with hatred. "You dragged a bloody man and outsiders in here like it's nothing..." He then looked back at Luiza. "...and expect to be all safe?"

"There is no safe! Every sorry bastard out there has been ripped in half!" Anton then looked at the bottle in his grasp, taking a quick pause from his monologue. "But tomorrow..." He drank some of the wine from the bottle. "Tomorrow we'll be all dead. Just like her damn husband!" He pointed at the man sitting on the sofa and the old woman sobbed. "Put a sock on it, Roxana!"

"That's enough! The house has protected my family for generations. And drunk or not, you are all welcome- and safe- in here.", Luiza said as she held Anton's hand, the latter removing his hand from her grasp.

"Whatever."

Ethan being Ethan asked a question, "Can someone please tell me what the hell is going on here?"

Luiza answered, having no exact answer for him. "We don't know. One day we were a quiet, devout village- and the next monsters came and attacked us." She looked at the fireplace. "And they- they kept coming, and-"

Elena then interrupted the woman, worry laced in her voice as she looked at the latter, standing beside her father. "Wait, Luiza, where is your husband? Did they...?"

Luiza countered, not wanting to think her husband is no longer gone. "No, n-no. He is out there- somewhere... H-He went to get help. Yes, yes, that's- that's it." She looked at the corpse before looking at Elena. "He went to fetch help." She gulped, looking at everyone.

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