FROM ANOTHER WORLD To You (A Mystery Short Story Collection ) - The Second Book
Chapter 18: The Nightmare of a Celullar (eleventh round )

Gazebos

That night Melly, pensively alone in her bedroom room, she recalled the memories with Richard during her time in Thailand, her hands cradling a polaroid camera. The camera was purchased from Thailand. He smiled to himself when he saw the funny behavior of his late friends in front of the camera, occasionally crying in light of their terrible deaths.

Until at the end, a pair of eyes widened when in the photo plastered on a building like a gazebo. As he remembered, he had never been to that place. As hard as I thought, the memory of the place did not appear at all, "Who brought the camera to that place ?" ask in the heart.

***

The gazebo stands on a large field, foundation of Meranti wood with a diameter of 10 cm, the walls are made of woven bamboo with a fairly complicated pattern. Area, about 4x8 M².

Doors, windows and floors are also made of natural materials as well as furniture and interiors, all made of wood and bamboo. It is completely natural, making use of what nature has provided.

Upon entering the room, a one-and-a-half-meter-high bookshelf stretched out on the left, not far from the shelf is a one-meter-long wooden table with 1 sofa and 3 wooden chairs on the left right side while in front of 5 furniture is a TV Rack complete with the sound system is also a video box player. At some angles a cctv camera is installed.

"This gazebo is used as a homestay for tourists who like the calmness and comfort. Away from the crowd" Melly told me.

We have been almost 3 days in Thailand and just found this place, if you know from the beginning it is impossible for us to stay at a hotel that costs almost 3 times compared to this gazebo. But, as it comes to matters of life, do I still think about the price or the amount of money spent?

According to Mr. Bian Sitticai, the manager of this place, approximately 8 years ago rented this place.4 Caucasian couples, 3 men from Indonesia and 1 woman who is gaet. They rented this place for 3 days. At check-out there were only 7 people left and the young woman who became a gaet was gone. After that no one else rented this place except us.

Kris and I stared around, while Melly and Rita worked on preparing meals in the kitchen.

"The atmosphere of this place is very calm, very suitable for refreshing," I said.

"Don't be fooled by this kind of atmosphere, Mike." Kris said.

"What do you mean?"

"For people who are less sensitive, then, this atmosphere is suitable for refreshing. But, to me, I feel sad. I don't know why. Since entering this place, there has been a strong negative energy and it comes from...."

obviously Kris while his right hand was raised and his palm took a groping-like motion into the empty air then he stepped into a tightly closed room, "Here it is." he said.

"Kkrrieeth..."

The bamboo-woven wooden door was spread out wide, there was a piercing chill from the inside, immediately the fur bristles bristling especially after seeing a cot (bed backrest) of wood with a mattress covered with bed sheet (bed ) white.

"What do you see above that bed ?" ask Kris.

"I see nothing" I said, palpating the edges of the bed and the bed. Cold and soft are also clean, it seems that the owner of this place is very concerned about cleanliness.

Kris smiled and I felt weird about it.

"Why, Kris ?" my many.

"It's okay, man." he said, but I felt like he was hiding something.

"Say, Kris.

Kris nodded his head, "I know. Come here, I'll tell you. But, remember don't let the girls know before there's strong evidence,"

Although I was astonished, I finally complied. As I walked up to him, Kris held onto my right arm, raised it to the shoulder and, "Open your palm and feel the air flowing out of the bed. I will take you through the dimension of the passage of space and time, an event that has happened in the past but, they deliberately cover up the incident. Close your eyes, every breath you take affects how you feel,"

***

I was standing at the door of the green painted room, the room where Kris and I were.

There was a sound of a woman screaming hysterically.

"No.. no....

let go of me.. let go of me ...

let me get out of here, don't...."

"What was that ?" I asked Kris.

"Relax, stay focused" Kris said, I dare not argue.

Again there was a scream, this time the scream was so heartbreaking...

"Don't...

Unleash....

ouch... sick...

stop .... pain.. stop...."

On the sidelines of the screams and cries were also heard the sound of laughter. And...

In front of me was an inhumane scene. A beautiful woman is being cheered by 5 men. I know some of them, Richard, Richard, Roni and John while a woman was in the other corner carrying a camera that panned directly towards the woman who was tickled by the liquor.

The next scene, the woman is pushed to the bed and one of the young men is taking off the woman's clothes while the woman holding the camera continues to record the brutal scene before her.

The woman is angry,

"No.. no....

let go of me.. let go of me ...

let me get out of here, don't...."

However, the youths seemed to be getting excited. They continued to check the liquor and tore his clothes to pieces until there was not a single piece of cloth left.

The camera holder, snapping his photos non-stop, did not flinch when the 5 young men raped the woman in turn.

"Don't...

Unleash....

ouch... sick...

stop .... pain.. stop...."

The woman looked at the camera holder, hoping for his help but with no response until she finally let the young men hug, kiss and groan all over her body as her screams grew weaker.

The bed that was originally neat and clean was tangled in masai, wet with blood mixed with orgasmic fluid, while the woman who was none other than Monica lay limp, drenched, 2 Clear spots from the corner of his eyes that I glittered wet his cheeks.

He grabbed the blanket, used it to wrap his round-naked body and slowly stepped away from the place.

***

"Well, you've seen it, haven't you ?"

kris' words made me realize.

"Well, I understand now.. Then what should we do now ?" my many.

"Turn the slender counterclockwise, then, the shaft will be damaged," said Kris repeated what Mayuree had said.

"I don't understand, Kris,"

"You saw that it was recorded by someone, didn't you ? I felt that the photos were deliberately hidden by him somewhere. We have to find him until we meet him and destroy him. And, MMS or the picture message you're trying to send back to the owner. If my guess isn't wrong, it's a way to break the curse, "clearly, Kris

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