Followed by the Chaotic Creature
Black Shadow In The Corner of the Carp

"No. The boy died in his hometown." replied Neni casually.

"Then, why is he hanging around here? It would make more sense that he was haunting his village." Molly protested while snapping Neni's head. Hearing Neni's unexpected reply all laughed.

"His father works here. It's only natural that he came here. He's a ghost anyway. He could be anywhere if he wanted to. "

"His father still works here?" sofi asked seriously.

"He's been out since our place was renovated" replied Neni.

"Why did he come here?!" Molly started to get emotional.

Everyone laughed when they saw Molly and Neni fighting each other.

"How about a record check of the conversation?" Sufi's Advice.

I was thinking about checking the phone call, but..

"The ghostly voice cannot be recorded. So we can make sure of that." Sofi continued.

"Then, what would you do if it were true?" Alea who had been silent since then suddenly asked a surprising question. Everyone was waiting for my answer.

"I'm.." I was thinking what to tell them so they wouldn't worry. I don't want to take it too seriously. It's just a 'bad'.

"I'll ignore it. I'm sure it will stop tomorrow." I assured them.

Lunch time is over. We closed the discussion and went back to work.

\*

"Mell! Mel! Here!" Call Sofi half-whispering.

The clock on the wall is 4 p.m. It's time for the clock to go home.

"What's up, Sof?" I walked over. Next to her, Rio, one of our IT. He seemed to be busy with his laptop.

"I asked him to help me find your footage this morning" Sofi whispered.

"Do you remember the time or the phone number?" rio asked me.

"Remember. Because it's unique so I take notes. It's about 8." My answer. Actually the reason I took note was to block the phone number so I couldn't contact me anymore.

Rio started looking for tinkering with his laptop.

"Are you sure you didn't take the wrong note?" rio asked while looking at the screen seriously.

"Yes I'm sure." I replied firmly.

"The recording with the phone number was not found" he explained while pointing at his computer screen.

"Maybe it's been removed?" my many.

"No trace was removed. And there's no such phone number on today's inbound call list. So maybe you're not recording it wrong?" rio

I silently pondered. Sofi looked at me asking. I can't possibly have misrecorded it. Strangely enough, I thought this would happen.

\*

"Are you sure it's okay, Mel?" sofi asked again, worried. "If you want I can ask you to help my father. Said he was a ngusir pinter who likes 'nempel' so."

"It's okay, Sof. I'm fine. 'he' is just a little prank. Maybe it's just a prank not having play. Later also if I cuekin he tired himself and go." answered me a little joking. I don't want to worry him.

"OKAY. Later if you need something call me yeah."

"Sip" I said

We also split up at a crossroads. Sofi walked towards the bus stop. While I walk to the station.I choose to take the train because my boarding is not far from the station.especially the train is a practical and safe vehicle

The day is still bright. But the sun began to descend from his throne. Lucky the train I got deserted. There were only a few passengers in it. Still got a seat. I can relax a little bit before the trip home. I took the sidestep seat so I could lean on my tired head since then. Comfort that finally made me sleep.

\*

Be ill. I feel pain. Pain all over my body. I can't move. Something is beating me. Something big and heavy.

I can't see. Everything Dark. My eyelids feel heavy like glued.

I hear the noise of people. It was unclear what they were fussing about because his voice sounded distant. Slowly I tried to open my eyes. But not much different than that one. I was surrounded by darkness.

After a while I adjusted my vision, everything seemed rather clear. I was in a cramped vehicle. And sandwiched between the passenger seats. The people outside might try to save us.

I screamed for help "aaah!" unfortunately what came out of my mouth was just a groan. My esophagus hurts, my chest is tight. Sweat ran from my forehead and soaked my eyes. My eyes turned red. My feelings are not good.

I took great pains to take out my pinched hand. And rubbed my forehead. I noticed something wet in my hand. This isn't sweat. It's blood! My head's hurt. Blood started to drip from my forehead.

My head started to get dizzy and my stomach was nauseous. My throat feels dry. I thirst. I swallowed the saliva in my mouth. It feels a little weird. Something is mixed.

"Uhuk." I coughed. Saliva mixed with blood gushed from my mouth. My body is starting to limp. Am I going to die here? Thought surrender.

Nah! I don't want to die! I want to see mama!

I'm starting to realize what's going on. My friends and I are on a tour. We're on our way. Then suddenly this bus hit something hard and rolled over. And I fainted.

Mama's not here. All parents of students are required to participate. But mama said there was something to do first so come late. She said mom would follow. I have to wait for my mom. I can't die.

My tears started to fall. And I started crying. I don't want to die. I'm going to see mama.

My body was shaking almost falling forward. I'm sober. And my eyes go around. The train lights went out. AC off. Some passengers are noisy.

"Sorry, the train is currently experiencing disruption and is under repair. Passengers are expected not to panic." The notification is heard from the speaker on the ceiling.

The train was experiencing a disturbance.

While the others were fretting, I heaved a sigh of relief and leaned back into the chair.

"Thank God it's just a dream." My speech.

I looked at the window. The sun sinks in the western horizon. Leaving reddish stains in the sky.

Minutes passed. Repairs are not yet complete. The air inside the car is getting hotter. Some started to protest.

Lucky for passengers who get a seat. They look pretty calm. Some are still busy playing their phones. There were also those who were fast asleep among this frenzy. While most passengers who stand should feel the pagal waiting. It was as if their knees were hit by a hammer.

I myself also started to fret for different reasons. Something's watching me. I don't know since when. I just realized it a moment ago.

It's far away in the corner of the car. Something that seemed faint was shrouded in darkness. A tall, jet-black figure with glowing red eyes. It even touched the ceiling. I try to ignore it. But he kept watching me as if he wanted to pounce on me.