What Terry told me could've been just an imaginative version of what took place or as I said before, a rambling of a drunk kid—but one thing stuck to my mind:
What fucking experiments was this witch in the mountains was doing to gain the dead's powers?
Sure, it was as nonsensical as his other statements but one thing's for sure, the bitch— I mean, the witch probably experimented on live people as much as she did on the dead to somehow understand them.
But still, I highly doubt someone who based their healing magic on the "dark arts" or realistically speaking, something they just came up on the fly for a few pesos would be able to understand something that killed off more than 90% of the world's population.
There's a small, small chance that she could stumble upon it like the chances of a chimp typing randomly at a keyboard and somehow producing a famous composer's magnum opus.
In any case, I relayed to the group Terry's confessions and there was a mix of reactions.
The ones who were like me simply chuckled and shook their heads while the ones who were on the religious or spiritual side of things were a little perturbed.
"W-We... We should check it out right?"
"Yeah... How long are we staying here anyway?"
"A week at most... could be shorter..."
"Then what?"
"I'm debating going to another place much closer that's unfamiliar or something farther that's familiar to me."
"And where is that exactly?"
"To the Garcia Family or to the rural province of Quezon which is on the other side of the map from Cuervo Heights. I kinda need to check up on my other Uncle's place. They're probably safe-ish out there but some people do be crazy and I'm one of those people..."
"Huh... A-Anyway... That's probably just hokum, right?"
"What is?"
"The story of the witch?"
"I mean, it wouldn't hurt to check it out—"
"We really should... Like first thing tomorrow..."
Then Sal glanced at me and Mauro before opening her mouth, "Kid, I won't mind the tardiness since you and your crew are new but Mauro, you better wake up earlier than this, alright?! We're living around farms, so waking up at five should be normal! If you fuck late in the night you'll wake up late in the morning!"
Elsa interjected, "Auntie, we're just about to eat, can this talk about our honeymoon activities go later?"
"Haah?! Elsa, eggs, sausages, eggplants, and cucumbers are in front of me, what would I think about?! And who's fucking sipping coffee like that?! Be a little quieter!"
Quinn raised her hand, "Pfft... That's me, my bad..."
Sal rolled her eyes, "At least that cup's getting more action than me—"
Edith and Elsa said at the same time, "Auntie~ Please, stop!"
"HAH! Just messin' with y'all. Anyways, fuck grace, let's eat!"
With that said, everyone dug into the breakfast Lisa and the other chefs made for us and it was as amazing compared to the dinner last night—but I'm gonna say breakfast was better because breakfast foods were just more appetizing and appealing to me for some reason. But yeah, anyone could eat everything for breakfast since it's just a matter of choice.
We finished eating breakfast in an hour but as soon as we did, Sebastian strolled in wearing a long-sleeved white shirt, work trousers with suspenders, a straw hat with bug nets for his face, safety boots, and a multitool belt. He also had cut-resistant gloves hanging by his pockets and the only thing missing from his getup was a fucking pitchfork.
Furthermore, he was resting a break-open shotgun on his shoulder, and slightly camouflaged by his belt was another strap full of shotgun shells that appeared to be 00 buckshot.
"Ah... It appears I woke up too early for the tour... I'll wait outside..."
'Didn't we decide on the time last night?'
Sebastian left almost as soon as he came in but Sal couldn't hold her laughter for too long as she slammed her fist on the table.
"BAHAHAH! You kids need to apologize to him later... He did wake up at 4 in the morning to prepare everything for the tour but all of you were still asleep when he was ready. He IS totally out of his mind to do it in the early morning because you'd only see shit but it's been a while since we had a lot of guests. He doesn't show it but he's excited..."
"For real?"
"Yeah! So... *clap hands loudly* get on it and let the maids clean this up! Don't go too far and bring plenty of water— Oh! Bring some of our homemade ranch too so you can dip the lettuce on it when you get to that place! It's the first one after the flower garden!"
In any case, once we got back to our rooms, we discovered that we almost had the same clothes prepared but the most surprising thing was that there was a shirt for Quinn's size. She almost beat me up when I laid down on the bed and used it as a blanket but the bigger surprise from that was instead of Elsa, Mauro was much more excited joining this tour because let's face it, the man had his limits.
However, Jesus decided to stay back and spend his time with Lisa but that wasn't our business.
But as Sal stated, after walking past the flower garden and then some, we came across these four huge greenhouses running a hydroponics system where one of them had a fuck ton of lettuce growing in several floors/layers of pipes that easily beat what we have at home.
Sebastian turned to us with a smile, "Please. Try it without the ranch first..."