In The Court Of The Stag Prince

Anonymous

Dim sunlight drifts slowly downwards through the window of the vehicle, as you look out at the forested landscape haunted by fog you feel concern bubble inside you. It had been three months since your family or anyone had heard from your sister, already your aging parents have already feared the absolute worst....
It seemed like only yesterday when your little sister Ari graduated from high-school after gaining a premium scholarship to a top-of-the-line university, and in celebration she and her friends decided to go on a vacation to Spain before starting college that Autumn. You can still recall those initial emails she sent you, with photos of them all enjoying the city sights and landmarks while sampling the local flavors and cuisine. You thought nothing of it when she wrote how her friend Sharon wanted to do some "urban exploration" and how they were interested in exploring a remote and abandoned town off in the middle of nowhere. You certainly thought nothing of it when she sent you photos of her and her friends standing before a heavily aged rusted fence in the forest, nor of the strange photo of an unusual carving engraved in a rock.
The last email you or anyone else received was a single uncaptioned photo of your sister standing before a tree in a surreal forest ablaze with red light. When you and her friends' families were unable to contact them, the Spanish authorities were alerted and began an extensive search. After twork months the authorities had all but given up and it had seemed as though there was not hope of ever seeing your sister again. That's when you received a strange text showing a hastily drawn map upon a tattered napkin, a map to a strange place called <i>Pueblo De La Loba. </i>Without a moment to spare you hastily bought a plane ticket to Spain to find your sister, desperately clinging to the hope that she was safe. Luckily for you, the map itself so happened to include the name of a particular road, giving you an idea of where to start. It took some time and many frantic days of hard investigating, but finnally you so happened to met someone in Madrid who vaguely recognized the names on the scrawned-out map....
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<b>Who was it?</b>
Jaun Ignacio, a dreamy Spanish photographer who claimed to have seen the town recently
Senor Del Montoya, a half-blind creepy wizened old book-keeper who lived in the town back when he was a young boy