Campus Horror
The Part 21
Campus Horror
The Part 21
Several police officers have arrived at the Faculty of Letters.
Forensic officers managed to lift the skeleton that confirmed the human skeleton through an outer visum.
A man with an erratic appearance approached Damar and his friends.
With smoke billowing between his fingers, he asked with a stern face.
“I'm Jimmy, the investigating officer who will lead the investigation into the discovery of the human skeleton. You students here?” Jimmy asked, handing over the business card to Damar.
“True, Sir. I'm Damar, this is For, Agia, and Stevina. We are students of Faculty of Letters.”
“Good. Please help if we need information, yes.”
Mr. Jimmy was seen running towards the Genesis Case (TKP) because he was called by someone.
Damar and the others were reluctant to approach because they were still in shock. Merema sits gathered on a grassy campus courtyard close to a garden chair.
“Lantas, how should we?” Stevina opened the conversation.
“Yes not how-how,” To answer while saying grass around his feet.
Agia looked calmer than the others.
“Gi,” Call Stevina.
Agia looked over, though,
“How do we try to explain to them? Cook we said see a ghost?” Stevina asked to the point.
Agia silence.
“Say later as is. They are also Indonesian. Must have understood the same appearance or occult things.” Damar precedes Agia to answer.
“Who yes, who could bury Asih? Even buried with that thick concrete,” Stevina again brought out everything that was in her mind.
None of them could answer. Because they don't know. Let it be a police issue.
It was enough that ordinary students like them experienced things they had never been through before.
***
“Ndre, who is authorized from the campus has been here yet?” Ask Jimmy to Andre-assistant investigator.
It has been almost six years Andre accompanied him after Tono's move to other regions.
“I've called before, brother. But have not arrived.”
Jimmy again took a sip full of small rolled tobacco.
“Pak Jim, this is the victim's wallet. But the identification is no longer legible. Buried total.” Said one of the forensic officers named Sangtu.
“Let's try to clear it up first in the lab, Mr.” Sangtu continued trying to give good hope to all.
Jimmy suddenly heard a shrill cry over him. Instantly he looked up. Look at the upstairs window.
Sangtu and his team are sorry to bring the human skeleton to the forensic laboratory.
Jimmy just nodded, but the view did not move from the window on the second floor.
Andre followed Jimmy's line of sight.
“Why, Brother? Want to go upstairs?”
Without saying anything, Jimmy rushed up the stairs and opened the classroom door.
Andre's tailing behind Jimmy. There's nothing. Slender. Damp.
Jimmy looked around the room. Then slowly go in and walk slowly.
Jimmy sat on one of the front benches.
"According to you, is this a murder or an accident, Ndre?" Jimmy spoke without looking at Andre's face. He stared at the window to his left.
"We have to wait for the forensic results first, sister."
"Insting!" Shouted Jimmy to surprise Andre.
"Gue has often said that the instincts of sniffer dogs are great. And we're here as dogs. Know, lo?!"
No wonder people call Jimmy with crazy sniffer dogs.
At the age of who has entered the head of five, abstinence has a relationship with the heart. He chose to live his own life. Without partner. Biological needs?
"That's easy! Find where there are. Any price there is! It is the responsibility as a couple that is difficult! A lifetime must adjust the contents of the heart, the contents of the head, even the contents of the wallet. That's a lifetime!"
That is the opinion he always expresses.
"This victim fell from here, Ndre." Jimmy got up from his seat and approached the classroom window that was right above the scene.
Jimmy then opened the window and looked down.
"Oi...! Hasn't the motto been?!" He shouted at the officer below.
Everyone looked up.
"Already, Sir!" Excited one.
Jimmy rolled his gaze toward the mango tree under which was the skeleton's discovery rapporteur.
Jimmy rushes out of class, and meets Damar and his friends.
Andre is still behind Jimmy.
"Whose name were you?" He pointed it towards Stevina.
"Stevina, sir "
"How much did you weigh?"
"Fourty-eight kilograms, sir."
"High one hundred and sixty, huh?"
"More precisely one hundred and sixty-three centi meters, sir."
"Okay, Makasi." Jimmy then walked back to the scene.
Stevina and the others looked at each other in surprise.
***
Jimmy recalled his conversation with Sangtu on the phone earlier.
Andre is seen collecting all information from witnesses and also the parties concerned.
It's getting late.
A well-known journalist approached.
"According to you, who is he?" Jimmy asked as soon as DJ sat next to him.
Dimas Jaya's. But people call him DJ. A news hunter who often helps Jimmy exchange information.
"Gue just sat down. Where do I know."
"It's impossible to come here like a blo'on without any information,"
DJ took a long breath.
"After I called, I went straight to the gas. Then I came around here first about the urban legend on this campus." They look at each other.
"There are many stories of female apparitions on campus here."
Jimmy sucked his grilled tobacco hard.
"How do you plan to write it?"
"I'm gonna drag the killer to the surface."
"Lo's sure he was murdered?"
"If it's a dead end, I told you it was an accident. Beret."
"It's not that easy." Jimmy pointed at the place where the students were gathered with his chin.
"Who are they?" Ask the DJ while looking at the clingy one by one people who have just seen it for the first time.
"Reporteur who found the skeleton. Students are here."
"Wow! There's a ghost hunter, is there a story?"
The DJ moves on quickly, and gives Jimmy a meaningful smile.
In silence Jimmy saw the behavior of his former DJ-playmates who had worked as private detectives.
However, according to DJs, the challenge of being a detective is not as exciting as a journalist.
Both of his work investigated something. But detectives end up with one person. If he becomes a journalist, he is free to explore everything about the subject and publish it to the public.
The thrill of seeing people read the news he wrote is addictive and wants to peel as much news.
***
The DJ also equated his position among the students. Sit cross-legged under a mango tree.
"I know, you've been shown a couple of sightings, right?"
The others stared at the clingy DJ.
"I don't believe it, but that's how it is. It's been around for a long time. Worth it, his body was buried here."
"Om a student here first?" Ask Damar.
DJs shaking.
"I am a KamPar student. Tuh, back there."
"What is Kampar?" Damar answered in confusion.
"Tourism Campus. Let's call it easy."
Stevina raised her lip slightly holding back a smile from hearing the funny new term.
"Then, how did you end up finding the skeleton there?"
"Feeling me, Om. " Agia's voice is short.
"Because you saw him fall from there?" The DJ replied with his hands pointing to the second floor.
They looked at each other in wonder.
"Kok, Om can tell this story?"
"I lived here a long time. There's something I have to investigate about the land mafia, the lackeys of the big guys in our country." DJ speaks casually while staring at one by one the children of the nation that will bring this country to be better.
"Yes, I hear a lot of students talking about it. I think it's just a joke of them getting bored with college. But it turns out, this campus holds a mystery."
"Om the investigator's also like Mr. Jimmy?" Ask For curiosity.
"No. I'm a reporter."
The others looked at each other in surprise not expecting that the one before him was a news seeker.
"Our work is similar. But it has a different point of view. Do you know the point of view?"
The others nodded steadily.
"Yes, the way we look at journalists is different. What we offer contains some games and stories behind the story. While he was," The DJ's hand pointed at Jimmy who was still engrossed with his puff of smoke.
"Just fixate on the victims. Our society needs a lot of information to be captured. Yeah, no?"
Suddenly a loud bang was heard from upstairs.
All were aghast and rushed to the source of the sound.
Jimmy and Andre are the first to arrive. Followed by DJ, Damar and friends.
The classroom door was closed. Jimmy tried to open the door. However, the door is locked.
They look at each other.
"Bracket!" Jimmy gave the order.
"Don't, Sir!" Damar stopped Jimmy immediately.
"A while ago we experienced something similar. Let's go down first, sir." Damar suggested confidently.
***
Jimmy and DJ intertwine with each other after hearing a story from Damar who has been on an expedition in that class.
Although not the whole story shared by Damar, it has made the professional workers' fathers speechless.
"So, we're really dealing with ghosts, huh?"