Arti 'E
Victims of the Black Arts

Now I can move if I enter Indigo mode, and during entering Indigo mode our physical abilities and senses increase drastically, as if it would not be our bodies, but we are still moving perfectly.

If using physical strength in that mode could surpass the physical limits humans have, after returning to normal it would receive a shock effect on the body. If the leg is sprained while in Indigo mode I feel no pain. But after returning to my human body, the pain will be felt immediately.

At that time, some time after our conversation. News of one of the graves was found uncovered, with a body and a headless crow with blood on the neck of the mayit.

I don't know why Irwan didn't go to school today, out of curiosity I called him, no answer. I'd better ask Arfa and Ayu who are the one eskul with him, hopefully they know about Irwan's situation because Irwan's class only gives Alfa's absence to him.

" Yu, is there a good time?"

Ayu who was walking towards the eskul room came to a halt because of my words.

"What's wrong?"

"You know what Irwan's doing, what's wrong with him?"

"Thank you Yul, this also I just want to go to Eskul. Why is he?"

"Today he didn't come in again, no news. I'm calling, not picking up"

"Maybe also sick again will be rich yesterday"

"Yes, yeah, maybe. Want to see him not Yu later malem?"

"Why play malem malem? Sorry Yuli, gw gabisa. There's family business later in the mallem"

"Can't be maen, njenguk Yu. Oh, you're okay. If Arfa wants to not nemenin gw?"

"Engga!"

Ayu suddenly replied in a stern tone, after which she only smiled a little about her own answer.

Well, how else. Maybe Arfa is busy too. I say goodbye and continue our activities at each of them in Eskul.

At the moment, when I was about to go home I met Arfa near the gate, he walked wearing earphones and drank coffee ready to eat.

"Wait for the Mba's invitation?"

He saw me walking slowly and reprimanding with the greeting we used while chatting on the pocket.

"Well, I brought my own vehicle so just go home. Would you like to come with me?"

"No, thank you very much"

He answered politely and a small smile appeared to be flicked by Arfa.

"Do you know anything about Irwan today?"

"Well, gatau. I'm not his classmate, and we're not too close either. Even in eskul he is active only a few people, I'm not including kayaknya"

"By the way, if you take it I look at him this malem, I can't either. Sorry yes"

Well, I don't want to ask you a question yet, he already answered with a rejection.

"Lu know from Ayu if I want to njenguk Irwan and your ngajak intention?"

"That's it"

"Well, where do you go?"

I was a little surprised, because if not from Ayu, then from whom did he get information like this?

"So Ayu just what I know Irwan's situation how, that's doang. Well I answer you, because I don't know"

"Keep you can tell if I want to see him?"

"Aren't you two lately seeming to be together often? Or just a feeling I doang. According to me, you as a close friend would be worried about him who suddenly did not enter without news. Since you intend to visit a man's house, you may feel like you need a friend. Finally Ayu, your best friend you brought. I think Ayu will also refuse, yes, one of the reasons is because she has a family event tonight. And somehow you suddenly thought of my name and might try to jump on me. Didn't he? Maybe"

Might? Did he play with his brain just for something as trivial as this? But it is surprising that it turns out that Arfa's estimate is correct. It's not nonsense why he was the school champion when we were Junior High. I want to know why he's not a champion anymore.

I let it be in my head. We say goodbye to each. After 6 o'clock I asked permission to go out to see a sick friend. I allowed it without asking further. Lucky for me without explaining.

I actually do not know where Irwan's house is, but beside me Risa helps direct where my bike should go. It came to a place that Risa pointed to.

The place is a bit shady because of some trees and gardens here. I saw there was a place to put a motorbike, I knew it because there were already parked several motorcycles lined up.

I began to walk on foot while Risa led the way to me. Passing through a place such as the entrance of a large alley, clearly plastered information RT/RW number as above.

I walked for about two minutes from the place looking around. It was a little quiet there were only a few boys playing marbles, and some girls there were jumping rope while laughing. Only the sound of their laughter could be heard, I could not see their faces even though I had tried it.

Thereafter.. As fast as I blink, Oih.. Now I realize they're not human.

"Ngiiing......"

My butterflies were buzzing, it was a sign that I was about to enter another world. As I closed both ears with my hands, slightly bowing my head, within seconds, the hum disappeared.

Replacing with unpleasant feelings appears. Ears to hear, eyes to see, skin to feel sensations, nose to smell scents. All of this is not on the human level.

Circumstances that were only a little dark with lighting lights that are still clearly visible turned into fog and shades of ash ash in the sky that should still be a little blue are now lost to change red.

Many figures sprung up, it seemed they were curious about this newcomer, which was Me. They just stayed motionless, when one of them moved closer, he came back to a standstill because he realized Risa was with me.

I did say that getting used to it, but fear is human and anyone can feel it.

Slowly, the right leg moves forward with the next leg. I walked past the figure of the figure, then saw another new figure in front.

The wide road with minimal illumination, the atmosphere is full of red and ash cloudy. A garden lamp stands on one side of the street. Surprisingly, there was only one lamp there, for a wide road like this, it was a strange thing.

My feet stopped stepping when approaching a house, in this world I saw, it was a worn-out old house, I thought it had two floors. There are no gates or barriers in front of the house.

Going back a little walk, the door of the house that was closed opened by itself slowly. I walked, facing right in there, "That's so dirty", I thought.

The wall on the right is a black stain attached, what is it? The mud? A moss? Or mushrooms?

Returning, shortly after one of the legs crossed the door line. My sense of smell, which has increased in Indigo mode, smells a smell that no human would ever like. I'm sure if I smell this in the human world, the smell will pierce both nostrils and travel all the way to the brain, then I will fall on my knees on the ground because I cannot resist the smell.

As long as my view leads around the inside of this house. I kept going somewhere, feet moving without taking orders from me. Passing through the hallway of the house, a room was seen.

The window was square, the light seemed to be trying to enter from out there, it was not a white light but a little red. The floor showed patches of light that had broken through the window.

Right on the edge of the wall, a table of iron that looks worn and dirty, made of rough cloth. A person was lying on the table, his head, legs and hands wrapped in a few twists of white cloth, rope bonds formed on the ends of the legs, eyes, neck and other places. A form I am very familiar with.

Pockmarks.

Another figure appeared and approached the person lying down, from my eyes the figure looked like a mature woman. I think like this because I see the body proportions of that figure. Like other creepy figures, his face is invisible, because indeed he did not direct his face to me, I only saw the back of the figure.

The woman was dressed in Javanese custom, wearing a dark white cloth because it was dirty, as well as a jarit cloth for the bottom that she wore. He was holding a bird in his left hand, right around his neck, I could see it moving. It seemed like he was trying to fight against the grasp of the figure yet helpless, he was only able to move lightly.

In his right hand, he held a knife. Not too obvious, like a scout knife, it was about the same size. It was a small, yet strangely shaped blade, unlike any ordinary blade.

The figure clasped the bird full of it right over the face of someone lying there. He began to aim the knife with his right hand cutting the bird's neck, slowly the bird moved more violently after the knife began to scratch his neck. I saw that the bird kept moving hard, but in the end it fell down. All the limbs of the bird fell except for the part of the head that was still in the grasp of the figure of the woman.

Closer, I could clearly see that the face of the man lying there was full of blood, it was flowing on the floor, and it was still flowing.

The fall of the bird's limbs, moving the head of a man wrapped in cloth, whether he realized my presence or not, his head moved to look at me.

Shock.and my whole body shook when I saw that face. His eyes were open, bird blood was flowing in one of his eyes was open, his face was blue, his mouth was gaping and raven blood was flowing in and out of that mouth or maybe it was his own blood.

" park.ngg "

...

I trembled even harder when I saw those lips begin to move and let out a faint little groan.

Ivan!

He's there...

He's lying there...

Why is he wrapped in that cloth?...

" To..llloonn "

...

His lips moved again, I know what he was trying to say, he was still asking for help.

"Too... "

For the third time he wanted to ask for help, but his mouth stopped. The figure of the woman began to raise her right hand, directing the knife she used to cut the neck of the previous bird is now right around Irwan's neck. The closer the knife was to his neck, it was clear that the figure wanted to scratch or even slaughter Irwan's neck.

When the knife stuck to Irwan's neck, the neck that had been soaked with the blood of the previous bird now began to bleed fresh new. The figure began to move his hands up and down exactly like someone slaughtering an animal.

I cried, shed tears. My body is completely immobilized. I wanted to ask for help but my lips could not move except because they were shaking with my body.

"Irwanese... Irwan.."

The loud and soft voice of someone awakened me. I was standing right in front of a room, a bed and some people in it. They all cried watching someone convulsing on his bed.

It was Irwan, only now I see him in the human world. It seems that when my soul and consciousness were in the supernatural world, Risa moved my body into Irwan's house. I still shed tears and my body shook violently watching what was happening to Irwan.

" Come sir, come in here sir. Come on, that's my son why? "

A woman ran followed by a man dressed in a robe and a skullcap running behind. The woman also cried and asked about her son. She is Irwan's mother.

The first sentence came out from the thumpy man who was running in shock. He began to pull a little sheath he was wearing, then sat on both knees. He started holding Irwan's body. The man started to read something while his right hand held Irwan's head.

Irwan increasingly thrashed the ronta, he began to emit an indistinct voice. The louder the man read the dynamic, the louder Irwan roan until the bed swayed and squeaked.

"Father, please help me hold this child's body"

" aa.. Good sir "

The bergamisu said so, and three adult men moved closer to hold Irwan's body.

The person read something back, Irwan still struggling loudly. It clearly looked as if the three adult men were overwhelmed.

One of the men who held Irwan bounced fell, now both Irwan's hands were free. Irwan started to rise from his bed. Hardly he raised his hand and hit the thumping man nearby.

DUUUGG..!!!

The loud sound of Irwan's hand hitting the head of the man, the skull he was wearing now fell. He was slightly pushed back because of the movement and fell from where he had been sitting before.

Without paying attention to the coffee that fell, he got up and approached Irwan again.

The man who had fallen down earlier stood up and approached. Now that Irwan's two hands were raised again, he did not direct to anyone who approached. Then the two hands clasped tightly to his own neck, with a hoarse voice, he raised his face up, his eyes and mouth gaping. Slowly saliva flowed from Irwan's mouth, the mucus was even frothy.

The mute man shouted and advanced quickly to hold Irwan's grip on himself, after which another adult man helped.

Back reading after reading out of the man with a double, because it fell down was one of the sandals he was wearing regardless of his feet. Because the holster he was wearing was only sampao above the ankle, it was seen that the two legs were installing the horses as a foothold with one foot barefoot.

Irwan's hands are now starting to be kept away, it takes two adult men to move the grip. One of the men holding the lower half of Irwan's body began to shift and help hold the other part's body.

The hands of the dynamic man are now holding Irwan's neck while reading something, Irwan's mouth is still salivating and foam with red eyes that point upwards. The man looked like he was having trouble pulling something from Irwan's body.

The dynamic man shouted, as if his body was shifting something to escape Irwan's body, the horses he had installed before helped him not easily bounce or fall. He then pulled something strong from Irwan's body while shouting.

Not long after, Irwan collapsed. We are grateful that he is still breathing, even though there is no sign that he will wake up from this sleep.