One wrong choice

She'd made a spur of the moment decision to get off the bus in some small town outside of Baguio City.. She couldn’t bear the thought of traveling another twelve hours on that bus. Maria was a lovely seat companion, but she was going out of her mind. It didn’t matter where she got off. There was no set destination in her mind.

Lana had walked down the dark country road, not afraid of being mugged in a quiet little place like the one she’d chosen to spend an undetermined number of days in.

Maybe that had been her mistake in the past, she mused. She’d been trying to hide out in large cities, thinking it would be easier to blend in with hundreds of thousands of people. It was time to change things up. She looked around the area and saw a few houses here and there with large parcels of land for each house. It was a quiet, rural area without the hustle and bustle of city life—or taxicabs.

The kind man at the gas station where the bus had dropped her off told her of a motel abou