Resident Evil Los Iluminados [English]

Chapter 3

Leon and I walked the entire site looking for materials that could be useful. We had entered a house, it was where I had stayed with my parents and my uncle, we found something messy and I sighed.

I went to my room looking for my suitcase, I had kept it under the bed and I removed some change clothes, while the american had stayed in the living room.

I went to the bathroom, took off my clothes and opened the shower but no water came out. I stared as if nothing and it did not take long to get irritated and start screaming like an enraged madwoman.

Suddenly I heard a noise coming from the shower and I watched carefully waiting for water to come out, until finally there was ... but the shower began to shed blood.

- Ahh! - I let out a cry of fright and took a few steps back, I tried to close it but it didn't work.

- Whore life, what was missing. - I mumbled and controlled myself. So I decided to simply change clothes, putting on some jeans shorts and a shirt.

- Laura, are you okay? - Leon asked from the other side of the door.

- Yes, just ... - I opened the door, I had already dressed by then. - Today is not my day. - I said and left the bathroom to let him see all the blood that the shower spilled. I could see that Leon's face expressed that feeling of wanting to vomit.

- This is stinky. - He said covering his nose and mouth to then close the bathroom door.

- Don't tell me. - I said something sharp, I got mad a little.

I sat on the bed and looked at the blond who carried my father's shotgun, I just smiled melancholy.

- What happens? - He asked confused by my look. Until he noticed the shotgun he carried with him. - Ahh, it's this shotgun. I found it in the living room, but it only has five bullets.

I got up and from a piece of furniture I removed more cartridges for that weapon, but I also found a photo where I was with my parents in my old house located in Paraguay.

- Maybe this will help you. - I said to then remove that photo and keep it in my pocket, then I left him free to take the cartridges.

- Where did you get all this? - He asked me while he took the cartridges.

- It's from my dad, he was a hunter, a fan of the armory. He has taught me to use weapons of all kinds and one of his favorites was that shotgun. - I explained and removed a first aid box from a closet, I had to cure this wound because it would be worse if I got infected.

- Let me help you with that. - Leon saw that and decided to help me.

I gave him a healing cream, peroxide, and a bandage. He proceeded to perform the healing of my leg while I sat on the bed.

- If you know how to use weapons, why didn't you take your father's shotgun when all this happened? - He wondered.

- I was in a panic, I didn't know what to do, I just wanted to run ... Wait. - I interrupted him before he put the bandage on and showed him a thread and a needle. - This will be very helpful. Do you know how to sew?

Leon said nothing and only did it, he managed to close the wound. This was like a home surgery, and what a pain it was. To finish he bandaged it and ready, I already felt a little comfortable.

- Thank you very much, Mr. Kennedy. By the way, can I know who that girl you're looking for is? - I asked curious, but he just stood up and ignored me. - Is your girlfriend?

- No.

- Your sister? - I insisted.

- No.

- Cousin, niece, some family member? Friend? Tell me something, I do not want to die here without knowing why the hell I'm agreeing to accompany you. - I said but he didn't say anything. - Ooh, it's a secret. What are you? A kind of agent? You know what? Better not answer, it's your mission Confidential, right? - I stood up. - I guess we should continue. - Having said that, we left the house and walked through the town.