TRIST

CLEMENT Hanz and Ynaria Gregorio just arrived outside the resort where their co-workers were waiting for them, their co-workers went first because they were excited. They will only stay for two days at the resort they reserved.

Ynaria got out of the car followed by Clement. They work together at the restaurant they work at, and because it is the fifth anniversary of their restaurant their Boss decides to go on an outing. All their Boss is free to spend at the resort as well as the food.

"Where are they?" Ynaria asked in surprise when she found that no one was waiting outside the resort.

But Ynaria's hair stood on end when Clement read the name of the resort. "Welcome to Santa Demon Resort."

"I don't understand. With the number of resorts here all over Laguna, why did our boss really choose it!" Ynaria's complaint.

"The name is cool, the theme is weird like horror." Clement commented in astonishment.

Clement walked around because they were surrounded by towering trees. While Ynaria was just looking outside the gate when she felt someone behind them.  She frowned when she saw a child hiding behind a tree.

"Why is there a child here?" Ynaria whispered

"Ynaria, let's go inside." Clement said. It even took their belongings in the car.

"Manager Clement, is there a house here?" Ynaria asked.

"I'm not from Laguna so I don't know," Clement replied shaking his head. "Why do you ask?"

"It just seems weird, because all we passed was trees and there was no house around and then I saw a child hiding in a tree." Ynaria said in astonishment as she pointed at the tree.

Clement's gaze followed the tree pointed by Ynaria where he saw a child hiding behind it.

"No child," Clement said. "You know you're just hungry so what do you see. Boss called me and let us in!"

"But--" Ynaria couldn't continue what she was going to say when Clement pulled her so she did nothing but give in.

Ynaria and Clement were greeted by their co-workers when they finally went inside.

"We've been waiting for you for a while!" Courtesy of Helen Kio.

"Manager Clement will pick me up soon!" Ynaria replies to Helen. She even secretly stared at Clement.

"Manager Clement, it looks like you're hanging out with Ynaria a lot!" Dylan Agon said jokingly.

"It just so happened that we were close to home," Clement laughed at Dylan. "Don't be malicious!" Seriously add it.

"Okay, you said so!" Dylan shrugged.

"Let's go guys to the cottage!" Helen's speech.

When Helen, Dylan, Ynaria and Clement arrived at the cottage, they found their three other co-workers with their Boss. The cottage they occupy looks like a house style, large and striking structure with ancient design in the Philippines.

"Boss Trist Waltz, sorry we're late." Ynaria immediately apologized.

"I don't think you should have said that." Clement said softly to Ynaria.

"Don't worry, it's not a big deal." Trist's calm response. He was sitting at the stool bar drinking wine.

"Oh no, I told you not to worry about Trist," Clement told Ynaria again.

"Boss," Ryan Cruz called to Trist. "Drink in the morning, why don't you wait until night to have a party later."

"Yes, Boss." Paul Jimenez agrees.

"Just, I'll take care of the game!" Wendy Duart's groin

"That's enough, just let Boss go first, okay?" Against Helen. "Let's go to the pool!" It's still a happy cry.

Helen was the first to leave the cottage followed by Dylan, Ryan and Paul to the 6ft pool. the height. While Trist, Ynaria, Clement and Wendy were left in the cottage. Ynaria just sat on the elongated sofa and used her cellphone, while Wendy went to the kitchen. Clement approached Trist at the stool bar.

"Your dodgery did not even offer you!" Clement said he was referring to Trist drinking wine.

"You arrived late." Trist answered sparingly and poured wine into his glass.

"I just want to ask, why is this the resort you chose?" Clement asked curiously.

Trist drank some alcohol before answering. "Welcome to my resort!" He said smiling at Clement as a reason to stop it.

"W-What? This is your resort?" Clement said incredulously.

"Yes, why did you surprise me?" Trist said laughing.

AFTER the night, all of Trist's employee's began to enjoy themselves. Everyone is in the pool while drinking wine and is accompanied by live music. While Trist was here in the room and was sound asleep because he had been drunk since he drank alcohol early so he could not keep up with the party of his workers.

Trist woke up in a few minutes because he felt mother nature. He got up and went to the comfort room, after urinating he went back to bed but at that time he could not sleep again. Instead he closed his left palm after remembering the death of his best friend.

Trist got up again and went to the window. Peeking at the pool workers busy. Trist took a deep breath as he watched the workers. But his hair stood on end when he suddenly blew into his room. At that moment his feelings could not explain why his surroundings seemed windy so the aircon was not turned on. But what he feels at that moment is strange. Cold and scary. A few moments later the cold air inside his room disappeared. From the dark room Trist walked around. His gaze stopped in the mirror. Although dark it has a translucent shadow.

"W-Who are you?" Trist asked boldly even though he felt scared.

Another shadow appeared at the door of his comfort room. And then one by one the shadows appeared in the corner of his room, until he could gradually see its appearance. Her eyes widened in fear when he found out that the people who had been a part of her life before were feeling it. His best friend was there.

"You will not be afraid of me!" Trist stammered. "You are dead!" It still has a bold connection. At the same time it closed its eyes tightly. And with his re-opening the souls that made him feel lost.

"Ynaria, who do you like with our fellow men?" Helen asked rudely.

Ynaria laughed and shook her head before answering Helen's question. "No. I don't like them. Besides, I really only want a job and not love."

"Really? What if one of our colleagues flirts with you, what will you do?" Helen added.

"I don't think so." Ynaria answered sparingly.

"For example, what if Boss and Manager Clement both flirt with you. Oh what are you going to do?"

Ynaria went down to the sink and shook again. "That's possible you say!" Laughing at its rejection.

Helen was out of breath because of Ynaria's lack of persuasion. "There you are, I'll just go to the comfort room." Helen ordered. She also went to the comfort room.

Ynaria sighed and shook as Helen left her. "What she says is impossible." She shrugged.

Ynaria was stunned when she felt cold around her hair. At that moment, Ynaria felt the presence she had just felt outside the resort. Ynaria saw the child across from the cottage door. It looked straight at her so she couldn't help but wonder.

"What are you doing here?" Ynaria asked the child.

Instead of answering, the child pointed to something outside. Ynaria frowned at the ignorance of the child. Suddenly the child ran away causing her to follow it. The child seemed to disappear like a bubble when she went to the gate and looked for the child but unfortunately she did not find it. She remained standing in front of the gate but there was a wonder on his face as to why the boy had brought her to the gate.

Ynaria sighed before she opened the gate but at that moment Ynaria was suddenly attacked with great nervousness when she could not open the gate. At that moment she felt the cold air again causing his feathers to stop and rise. She sees in the corner of his eye the restless soul. They stared at her intently as they surrounded her. The way they looked at her seemed to indicate something to her, but she could not determine what they meant; just like the child her sees.

Suddenly the gate opened causing Ynaria to feel scared, at that moment she did not know what to do because even if she wanted to leave her position she could not.

"Ynaria, don't be afraid okay? Those are restless souls!" She said to encourage herself. But whatever she does, fear prevails.

Ynaria bravely turned to face the souls that made her feel, but in her presence Trist's face startled her. She looked at it in shock while catching his breath as if joining a fun run.

"Ynaria, are you okay?" Concerned Trist. He even supported Ynaria who did not even refuse. "What happened to you and what are you doing here?"

Ynaria nodded and turned to face Trist. "Nothing," Ynaria replied. The thorn seemed to pull it out when the souls disappeared but it looked for the child.

"Are you looking for something?" Trist asked when he noticed that Ynaria was looking around. "Can you tell me?" He added.

"It doesn't matter," Ynaria said. "I'm back inside." She added and left Trist.

YNARIA woke up at 1am when she felt thirsty. Helen and Wendy were sleeping next to her, while Clement and Dylan were together in the other room. Even Paul and Ryan are in another room. Trist, on the other hand, was alone in his own room. Sje got up and left the room, went to the kitchen sink and drank some water. It was startled to hear a crackle from somewhere so it turned forward. She could see a light from the adjacent door of the comfort room. She felt intense nervousness again when the door opened voluntarily. Ynaria went to it bravely but she was surprised to learn that there was a barrier down.

"Is there anyone there?" Ynaria said. It even looks to see if anyone is really downstairs.

Although it was clear, Ynaria slowly went down the stairs making sure that the person below would not be disturbed. When Ynaria finally got down she walked around. It is obviously a basement because of the old-fashioned smell, full of dust and cold all around. Ynaria circled all around until it stopped at the bottom of the stairs as her gaze shifted to a red album. The album sits on top of the desk. She approached it and shook it and then took it and opened it. She was surprised to see the face of the person familiar to her. In these moments only questions enveloped his mind, unable to figure out what to prioritize because she felt fear.

"Help! Open this door!" Ynaria shouted with a series of knocks. "I can't get out, help! Help me!" It still begs. At that moment her tears flowed like a faucet. Desperate that no one might help her.