Don't Forget to Sleep
Episode 13's

"I found another door. This door is similar, but not the same. Which can only be opened, when the full moon begins to appear in the dark sky"

"OK, but how do you know the existence of this door? Then how do you know this door can only be opened on a full moon?"

"As I began my life inside this inanimate object" Darius replied as he opened his palms and stared fixedly at his own palm. Darius sighed deeply and ruffled his coarse hair.

Something shocking suddenly happened the floor of the Theatre building shook so violently that the two of them were thrown away from the door.

"What's going on?" tanya Berte is still struggling to get back on her feet. Darius achieved anything to survive without having to be pushed further. The man reached out to Berte's hand, then gripped tightly against Berte's shoulder trying to walk towards the door.

Berte felt like he shouldn't be outside the Theatre without all his comrades in arms. He stopped, no matter how Darius struggled towards the door.

"Why are you even stopping me from getting out?!" peekik Darius panicked.

"Do you have the heart to let them all get stuck in there? While we survived while looking at the moments of their deaths?"

"What are you thinking?! This building is going to collapse!! Only an eyewitness can reveal this in front of the world. You want the death of all our colleagues no one knows?!" darius began to get frustrated.

"Do what you want, die with them. But I still want to live" firmly Darius released his grip on Berte's shoulder. The girl panicked, then clasped tightly onto Darius' shoulder.

"I'm sorry" he said in a trembling voice. He didn't want to die that fast. So Darius and Berte fought together to get through the door. When they made it out, Berte was just silently pecking, his tears streaming down both cheeks. He stared in shock at the ancient Theatre building collapsing in the blink of an eye.

"You did the right thing, Berte. Stop crying, and prepare yourself for a long journey. We're going home" Darius said, trying to calm Berte down.

"You sure you want to go home? With a form like that?" the word Berte reminds of Darius's new form.

"Said Harry and Aditi, I can return to human form when I come out of this nameless island. Even if that means, my family will never recognize me again, and become strangers to them" Darius replied sadly.

"really? Had they all survived" Berte murmured while bowing his head.

"Don't waste time!! Before the crazy Husband Wife comes back, we should be within a long distance of them" Darius said with a panicked look. Berte ran with the mannequin away from where the disaster began.

BOOM!!

"Where are you, man? Why do you intend to go alone without us?!" kekeh Harry looked up at Darius and Berte fiercely.

"Thank God you survived Harry's wreckage. Is...there are survivors besides you?" pekik Berte excited to see there are still survivors.

"You must not go, you must be with us forever." hiss Harry gave the sensation of bristling feathers to Berte.

"Are you crazy?! We are partners!! We should help each other get off this island!!" gertak Darius warned.

"Mutual help?! Sacrificing all your friends to defend your lives is called helping?!" harry was angry. He punched Darius on the right shoulder, but the man was able to fend off Harry's attack.

Darius managed to break Harry's left arm, but Harry was able to kick Darius' left leg, until it broke and the poor mannequin fell sprawled on the sand!!

"Stop!! Don't attack each other!! Please!!" berte's screams were ignored. Harry pressed Darius' stomach with one leg and then attacked Darius' head with his arms intact. Berte panicked and kicked Harry in the waist until the mannequin fell to the side of Darius.

Berte tried to raise Darius with all his might. Strange, shouldn't mannequins be light? Why is it the same weight as a normal human? Berte shook his head choosing to turn his attention to the safety of himself and Darius.

Harry who fell to the side growled furiously.His eyes began to glow blood red.

"Darius..What happened to Harry? Why did his eyes turn as red as blood?!" hiss Berte panic.

"Every time we sense danger, our eyes will be as red as that. It will rage! you'd better run away from us" Darius sighed very seriously.

"No. I-I-I'm afraid of being alone"

"There's Kim around here. I can feel it. Quick run find where he is!!" snapped Darius. Berte immediately ran over to hear the scattering from Darius.

"Berte!!" harry's echoing screams made Berte speed up even though the sand stretching along the road had definitely slowed his attempt to escape. Harry clenched his palms and then smacked into the air which went straight towards Berte's figure.

Darius also immediately took two fists of sand not far from where he stood and sprinkled them little by little into the air. A strong wind blew, carrying grains of sand from Darius' hand towards Berte. A huge fire from Harry's hand followed towards Berte The girl desperately ran away but she fell on the sand!!

Berte's eyes were round to see a large fire was now less than two jengkal from where it fell. But a miracle was created!! The grains of sand seemed to have a powerful enough magnetic power, so that the sand right below can be lifted and become a sturdy fortress from tons of sand.

Run!! Please run!!

Berte looked to the right and to the left looking for a source of sound that he did not recognize at all. But the woman's screams were terrifying and gripping. Getting instructions to escape Berte didn't waste a chance but it was too late!!

The strong wind created such a fierce sandstorm!! Blurring Berte's view. Repeatedly his eyes entered the dust grains until his footsteps were again restrained just like that. His breath clenched repeatedly as he tried to breathe, but the sandstorm mercilessly scattered the sand into the air until it was inhaled by Berte, filling Berte's lungs.

The girl began to run out of oxygen due to her bad breath.

After the magic show turned the sand into a sturdy fortress, Harry began to chuckle with satisfaction as he looked at Darius.

"Will you play around?" harry chuckled while closing his eyes, muttering an ancient spell, and Harry's severed hand flew up, reattached to its origin.

After the process of unifying the body parts was completed, they grasped the sand in both of their hands respectively. Harry threw all the sand into the air and then spread both palms forward, creating a whirlwind of his palms directed directly at the sturdy fortress.

Not only that!! Darius just hit the grips of sand in both palms until fused. The flakes that had fallen from the slit of Darius' palm, were swept away by the whirlwind. Darius raised both hands up, then spread his hands to the right and to the left after which he clenched his palms right in front of his chest.

Darius's palm was now opened, then directed right into the sturdy fortress to create a wind vortex shaped like a gass that melted the sand fortress!!

"Don't speed up the process of his death.let me enjoy his death slowly, but surely.." sizzle Darius stopped Harry's spell that would try to bury Berte alive, into the sand. Harry stopped the spell and the sandstorm simply disappeared. Harry and Darius walked over to Berte. Berte's breath was wheezing.

When Darius and Harry arrived, Berte's face began to turn blue.

"Welcome to join the others Berte.." said Darius made a sad face mimic excessive while tasting Berte's forehead. When the kiss on the forehead is done, Berte's face becomes purplish.

Smoke billowed from Berte's nose and ears absorbed into Darius's esophagus.in a flash the twinkle of Berte's eyes dimmed, along with his floating soul.

"You call that acting? Just stop your bad acting because we have to move on to the next target" said Harry kicking Darius's butt crouching in front of Berte's body. Darius snorted in annoyance and flicked one of his hands into the air, and the mirage of the collapse of the Ancient Theatre building began to split apart.

In reality, the ancient Theatre building still stood firmly there. In fact, Berte's body just disappeared, when the two perfect-faced mannequins re-entered the Theatre building.

Adeline Minna was trapped in the thickets while the others were getting away from her.

"Fergus!! Hisashi!! Stop!!" adel shouted making everyone's steps stop and turned towards him.

"I'm sorry I got caught in something" Adel said as he glanced at his feet. Ferghus hurried towards Adel and tried to free Adel's legs.

"I think it was a tear in the shirt or whatever it was, it belonged to one of the victims" Ferghus said, shaking a rag into the air so everyone could see clearly.

"I think this could be a clue..." Hisashi chuckled in relief. He turned towards Ferghus and Adel. As he picked up the rag, suddenly something very heavy fell on the nape of the Great Master. He fell on the sand but when the people took the initiative to help, Hisashi raised his hand.

"You get out of the bushes" Hisashi told Ferghus and Adel. They nodded and came out of the bushes. Hisashi crossed his legs and read prayers while taking a gas match from Ferghus' hand, then burning a torn cloth. He placed a torn cloth that was burning on his left palm until it became ashes...

SraaaAAa!!

RruuuKkkkk!!

Adel and his friends hold their breath seeing Hisashi's action, the longer.the more incredible the suspense!! When the voice from the direction of the bushes in the presence of Hisashi sounded very clear. They all retreated slowly but reluctantly ran away leaving Hisashi alone. The man turned his head towards everyone and smiled knotingly as if there was no problem at all.

Crusek Creteaaaaak!!

No no!!

CreteAAkkkK!!

Hisashi looked ahead to see every branch of the trees that were behind the bushes...

"You. Transform yourself into a reasonable form" Hisashi sizzle reigns at anything before him now. The piece of twig smoky suddenly!!

Then it just burned until, the flames covered their view. The sparkle of the fire now faded away.and vanished.it turned into a tiny creature of thick fur, as thick as a sheep's feather. The creature stuck out its tongue and gasped for breath. All eyes sparkled in amazement at the sight of a small scurrying dog approaching Hisashi's lap.

"Don't act like a real dog.You're really enjoying your change, huh?" kekeh Hisashi stared amusedly at the petite feeling happy rolling on Hisashi's lap.

"So, can you now show me where your owner is?" asked Hisashi staring intently into the adorable little manic eye.

Guk!! Guk!!

Reply to the creature while running in the direction Hisashi and his friends are heading. If the distance between the little guy and hisashi is far enough, inexplicably the little guy is always circling in the same place, as if he wants to catch his own tail.

On the inside of the Theater Riwangga Angger Pati began to panic when feel the temperature of the forehead Reswani Putri Syailendra began to cool what more sweat there.

Although he tried his hardest to stop the bleeding that the Princess was experiencing, it would not change the fact that, the Princess had lost a lot of blood therefore, it would not change the fact that, the Princess had lost a lot of blood, before his forehead began to sweat a lot Princess experienced nausea, weakness, eyes twitching, pale and cold first.

Her condition worsened when the Princess' pulse became fast and weak by more than 100 per minute. The girl's breathing was quick but shallow. The critical period has arrived!! Because the Princess finally fainted.

“Princess. Open your eyes!! This is not the time to sleep well!! Don't you want to come home with me?! Come and get up!!” yelled Angga patting harder because Putri did not respond to the stimulation done Angga. Even Helga pinched the Princess's arm hard but the girl did not budge in the least.

“Angga..he's gone. You have to be strong to face this reality. The Princess wants us all happy” said Helga Winifred patting the grieving Angga on the shoulder.

“No!! He is alive!! He must live!! There is still something he wants to achieve.” pekik Angga continues to try to wake the Princess but in vain. With fingers shaking...Angga ventured to put one finger under the Princess' two nostrils. No more breathing.

Angga switched on the pulse on the right hand of the Princess, no more pulse that can be felt Angga. The man stood up suddenly and ran towards the wall and hit his right hand which was clenched very strongly.

“Stop. Angga!!” eldert Diederick tried to keep the man away from the wall. Quickly, Park Mayleen, who was in charge of carrying limited medicines, immediately treated the wound on Angga's hand.

“That feels lost, not just you. Before the Princess left us all, there were five people who had preceded her. I know it's hard, but you need to be able to think clearly. Do not let because your deep sorrow is protracted, making victims increasingly”, said Daksa Mahesvara draped his left hand to the neck of Angga.