
POV Dina
Five years later.
The air tonight is hot. Therefore, I opened the window of the room to look for the wind. The air conditioner in my room seems to be broken. Tomorrow I have to tell Dad to get it fixed.
A cold wind blew on me as soon as the window opened. Outside there is hardly anything visible because it is dark, except the haunted house right next to my house.
The house next door always looks scary to me. The two-story building was always dark and gloomy plus a large tree stood by the window of the house.
But tonight looks different. The window looks bright. His room lights are on. As far as I know, the room is always empty. Maybe the owner is checking it out.
I saw the silhouette of the person in the room walking back and forth. The longer the movement, the faster it was like running around in the room.
"What did that man do?" I wondered curiously.
it was as if I had heard a noise from inside the room.
The figure inside the room stood for quite a long time in front of the window behind the white curtain that covered the glass. I'm sure the guy in the room was banging on the window glass from the movement of his hand. Until the glass broke, he was silent.
The wind blew fiercely waving those white curtains. The figure still did not budge from its place. It was as if he was staring at me and he would somehow jump in here. It was obvious that it was impossible, even though the two rooms of the two adjoining houses were facing each other, the distance was wide enough for ordinary humans to jump over.
Shortly afterwards I heard the sound of Chaos shaking, like someone was trying to open the window of my room.
Brak! his voice sounded so clear that I thought it was real. My room's on the second floor, which crazy guy climbs into somebody's room at night? I was curious, but too scared to be sure of the truth.
Finally I stayed silent under the blanket and thought that it was only prejudice. Obviously I've locked the window, there's no way anyone can open it from the outside.
However, this night was too quiet that the slightest sound could be heard, including the sound of someone walking by my bedside.
I kept my breath holding and making no sound. The only sound that was heard was a creaking sound from my bed as something crawled up. I felt a strong aura pressing down on my body, even though the reality was not. Something kept creeping over my body. Until I could hear the sound of his heavy breathing like he was whimpering, struggling between life and death.
"Please. . Me!" His voice was clearly in my ear. I clutched my blanket. But the creature revealed it and forced me to see the form of a creature that oppresses me.
A pair of eyes that were almost out of place were staring at me, expectantly, while his head was like a charred egg with almost no hair on his head.
His face was black on fire even the scents of his scorching nose pierced. Some of the black surface was exposed highlighting the red flesh. And when that little piece of meat fell right on my face, I couldn't help it anymore to not scream.
"Aaaaakhs!"