LOGINEVERYTHING seemed like a dream to Joya. She had never thought that something like this would happen to her in her lifetime. She wasn’t even an adventurous person but here she was, in a dark tunnel, walking in the glow of the flashlight perched on her head. Two people could walk side by side through the tunnel, but for larger persons, they could only fit one at a time.
“DON’T mind them, friend. What’s important is that you finish this mission since this is the only one you’ll be joining. We won’t take you with us anymore in our next activities after this if you don’t want to come along.”&nb
IT WAS EXACTLY NINE IN THE EVENING, three hours after they had arrived there, when Joya saw Ms. Aguila and the two men with her go to the center of the camp. A bonfire was burning in the middle of their group of tents but not much wood was thrown in because they weren’t going to use it for too long.
THE Travellers’ flight to Davao was scheduled at eleven o’clock in the morning which was why they arrived at their destination before two in the afternoon. They were 13 in total, including Ms. Aguila and two men in their late forties. These two were also financers of the Travellers, according to Karylle.
“MA’AM, it seems unfair that you won’t give me a grade because of one test I was unable to take because I was sick and a requirement that I am sure I was able to submit to you.” “Excuse me?” Ms. Aguila replied with a r
Joya Angela Castillo, a third-year college student currently taking up BS in Tourism Management in Feati University. She came from a contented, well-off family. Her brother’s name was Jodelson, a UP student taking Architecture. Their parents, Jun and Jhona Castillo, rarely spent time with them since they were always busy managing their restaurant and catering business. This could have what made Joya’s strong personality and why she could do things her own way.