Hey guys! Sorry for such a late update. 'Tis been a busy day! Wow, did I really just say that. Haha, sorry. Been reading Shakespeare and stuff. You understand, right? Riiight! Well, here's chapter 7! Enjoy!
I didn't know what to do. I was cold, alone, and terrified that someone would come after me. I had been sitting helplessly on the porch of the house for about thirty minutes trying to figure out what to do. It was a stupid move, but I didn't follow the three men that carried Leon out because I didn't want to be seen. I regretted not following them because now I had no idea where Leon was and I was really starting to miss him. I know we had practically just met, but he was the first person I had talked to since my parents were killed.
Oh god… What if they killed him?
I stood up, trying to regain my composure, and wiped the newly formed tears from my cheeks. I couldn't bare another person that I cared about being killed. I had made up my mind to go look for Leon and make sure he wasn't killed.
After about twenty minutes of nothing but walking, I had finally made it back to the village with, surprisingly, no interruptions. There were two doors that I could've gone through: one of them was the door that all of the villagers disappeared to after the bell had rung, and the other was behind the little coop that they kept a few cows in. Since I really didn't want to deal with any crazy people at the moment, I decided to take door two.
I walked up the little path that led to the doors and something caught my eye: a jacket. Leon's jacket to be specific. I picked it up and examined it: it was dusty, from being on the ground, and it was big, probably too big for me.
I smiled thinking about how sweet it was when he offered me his jacket, but I turned it down. As if on cue, the wind blew harshly, giving me the chills. I quickly put on Leon's jacket over my own; it actually wasn't as big as I thought it would be, and it was really soft. I pulled it tighter around me as the wind blew again, and walked through the doors in front of me.
They led to another path that went uphill and to the right, leading to a two story house. I walked up the path and there was a shed, but I passed it since I didn't have a knife to break the boxes that were in it.
I opened the back door to the house and walked in. There was a typewriter on a table by the fireplace and a set dinner table for eight. After walking up the stairs and into the bedroom, I screamed when I saw a masked man standing by the bed.
"W-who are you?"
"The name's Merchant." He said.
"So… you're a merchant?"
"Eh heh heh…" He chuckled. "Yep. That's me. Good ol' merchant. I'll sell ya' anything ya' like." He then opened his coat and showed me various weapons, which I gaped at. I had never seen this many firearms in my life. "How much do ya' got?"
"Excuse me?" I looked back up at him.
"How much money do ya' got?"
"Oh… uh… I don't have any money… but," I said remembering the pendant. "I have this." I pulled out said pendant and he took it from me, examining it in his hands,
"Ah… I'll buy it at a high price…"
"How much?" I asked.
"Ten thousand."
If I had a drink, I would have done a spit-take. "T-ten th-thousand?"
"Yep. But you gotta remember, stranga, this ain't America. Ten thousand here is about five hundred for you."
"True…"
He handed me the ten thousand pesetas and opened his coat again. "What are ya' buyin'?"
I saw a handgun that looked very similar to Leon's and asked the man how much it was.
"Eight thousand."
"That's a bit pricey…"
"Do ya' want the gun or not?"
"Alright, alright."
I handed him the eight thousand pesetas and cursed when I realized I had nowhere to put the gun.
"Do you have some sort of holster or something?"
"You're in luck, stranga… I happen to have one right 'ere."
He pulled out a thigh holster and a belt that had slots made for holding grenades and ammo and such.
"What's the belt for?" I asked him.
"For ya' ammo. I noticed ya' had small pockets."
"Oh… well thanks but I don't think I have enough…"
"Consider it a friendly discount, for a lady such as yourself." He said all creepy like.
I put the holster on my right thigh and the belt around my waist, doing a little happy dance in my head about how awesome I looked.
"Thanks, Mister." I said, giving him the rest of my pesetas.
"Come back anytime…" He said.
I smiled at him and walked through the door we were standing by and exited the house. Standing outside, I could see there was a dead end.
"Shit…" I said silently to myself.
I walked down the path a little ways, to get to the shed at the end of it, and saw there was another tripwire bomb. I stopped and shot the bomb like Leon did, killing three birds that were on the ground. Oh well.
In the shed there was a box on a table. In the thigh holster beside the gun's spot there was a pocket knife. I smiled, mentally thanking the Merchant. I slashed open the box and found a box of handgun ammo that had twenty five bullets in it. I put the box in one of the slots on my belt and exited the shed. Beside the shed there was a well with a wooden cover being propped open above it with something shiny hanging above it. I threw a rock at the wooden block holding the lid to the well up, and stepped on the lid, grabbing the shiny thing. Unlike the other shiny thing I got earlier with Leon, this shiny thing was a brass pocket watch, but it still looked like it was worth a lot, so I put it in my pocket.
I turned around and saw another well, but this one didn't have a roof over it, and it didn't have any water in it. In fact, it had a ladder going so far down I couldn't see. Sighing, I began climbing down. It was the only way to go.
