FROM ANOTHER WORLD To You (A Mystery Short Story Collection ) - The Second Book
[ Horror ] [ Thriller ] (Missed ) In Nakampe Ivory Village (Third Round )

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"Srok.. srok..."

The sound was right in front of the door of the house where we were staying. I'mawakened. Bella, Yulia and Joan are still fast asleep. Since the one closest to me was Joan, then, I tried to wake her up.

"Joe... Jo's... Joan, wake up,"

He squirms, it seems he hears me but only I am disappointed, instead of waking up but, instead of changing his sleeping position.

"Joe... Joan, get up," I said a second time, the sound became clearer.

"Srok... srok..."

"Joan, wake up !" I said half-screaming making the woman jump up, "What's up, Cel ?!" tanyanya almost exclaimed. He looked very upset, but, I gestured to lower his tone, "Sstt, calm down, didn't you hear anything ?"

Joan sighed, trying to focus...

"Srok.. srok....."

"What sound is that ?" ask Joan.

"Come, that's why accompany me to find out. The sound came from outside" I said.

"Why do you always hear strange noises, sich ?" joan was upset.

"If you don't want to accompany me, let me see it myself" I threatened.

"All right. all right, come on," said Joan.

We got down from the bed and slowly headed to the front room. The room was only illuminated by a few oil lamps. Restricted. The voice came back, we hesitated for a moment, the fur crouching but, defeated by our curiosity.

"It looks like people are scavenging for dirt" whispered Joan as she reached for an oil lamp, "Fortunately, almost all the houses of the villagers are made of woven bamboo. To prevent things that are not desirable, we should just peek from the cracks of this bamboo wall," he continued, bringing his eyes closer to the wall, I also took a peek....

Seen by us, a figure sitting on his back, skinny, his blue clothes were tattered and Kumal.

"Lho, isn't the outfit she wears a typical L University uniform ?" ask Joan.

"True," I said, "His stature is similar to.... Bianca," I said as I was about to open the door, but Joan prevented it.

"Don't be rash, Cel.it's impossible for Bianca to come here, let alone this late. You know for yourself, Bianca's a coward,"

"That's Bianca, Jo.." as I said, "We have to help her,"

"You think, Cel.. " said Joan, "Our friends have been missing for almost a week, if it's Bianca, okay ?" Joan assured.

"Indeed, who ? Genie, demon, dedemit ?!" I said as I opened the door and approached the figure.

I flinched, that figure was indeed Bianca. He was scavenging the land. His body was full of dust and smell, his hair was tangled, he looked like a dazed person and was unaware of my presence. He continued to scavenge the ground, seemingly looking for something.

"Bie... Bianca, where have you been all this time" I said. He did not reply, his hands continued to scavenge and scavenge as if no matter his hands were blackened, "Stop, Bi....why are you this ?!" myrag.

There was no answer, he really didn't recognize me apparently, "Jo... Jo, come here, she's really Bianca" I said, "It seems she's having amnesia,"

Joan came out and came to us, helped Bianca stand up and swept her in.

The small commotion woke Bella, Yulia and the others. They were surprised, astonished and happy because, we have been looking for him everywhere, but, did not find him after almost 1 week disappeared.

They ask all sorts of questions in a row, but, Bianca is like losing her spirit. I was frustrated myself.

"You guys, shut up ! Can't you see Bianca's condition ?!" my clasping was enough to silence those chatty guys, especially, Akhmad who spoke recklessly.

"Cel...," said Yulia, "Maybe you should wash her first, she's so tangled and sorry, her body is dirty and smelly,"

***

"Jo, Bianca's body, a lot of scars," I told Joan.

Bianca is asleep. Joan, Yulia and Bella look at each other.

"I don't know what makes him such a moron and memory loss, even though we know for ourselves how Bianca was at school. Smart and full of creative ideas" said Yulia.

We went into the room where he lay. Bianca fell asleep, her chest and stomach were moving up and down, so regularly different from the first time I found her. Breath hunting.

"With his condition like this, we can't know what happened to him nor friends." said Bella.

"I was so reminded by the words of Mr. Udin about lelepah and Bajang. Is that thing in this place ?" ask Yulia.

"Don't be stupid, Yul, it's just a myth" Joan argued.

"Then, what about the offerings that almost exist in almost every corner of the house and the wounds of the incisions on the body of Bianca ?" I asked, "You know, since you first set foot in this village, I feel weird" I said.

"Surpring, how ? After all, the first time you were in this place, you fainted for 2 days" Joan said.

I looked at Joan deeply, as if I didn't want to switch from the university version of Lucy L. Lucy. Many strange things happened to me while recovering and did not want to tell them about it for fear of making them anxious, worried or afraid. Including, Joan. But, apparently, I should explain everything to them.

I motioned for them to follow me into the living room. After making sure no one else heard, peeked or saw us talking, I began to talk about what I had experienced.

I told him about my encounter with a terrible figure who was eating human flesh and also my encounter with Pedro. Even if it was just a dream, but it was real. Joan and who simply positioned themselves as good listeners, without any response or comment, to me their responses were mediocre. This is what makes them so serious about listening.

***

On the fourth day, after I realized from my fainting Bi Mindar had told me that Bianca, Ikbal, Parto and Pedro had died. But, in reality, Bianca suddenly reappeared in a daze. He did not recognize anyone including himself, even his entire body was full of incision scars. This is not yet known the cause. Much of the mystery surrounding Bianca's disappearance and return. I hope that Bianca can recover as usual, so that we know the events that happened to her.

However, what makes me feel uncomfortable being in this place is ....

wherever I go, my nape and shoulders feel heavy and numb. It happened while I was at the location where we had an accident, too, the places where the offerings were.

Until one night, when I was lying down. There's a pair of hands stroking my hair. The caress was so cold, it still feels today. The coldness crawled the crown to the tips of my toes, but it was already a few days ago.

When I opened my eyes, there was an old woman with a crouch, a red figure with a pull tied around her waist. A golden-yellow skewer with the size of a dove stuck in his gray, curled hair. She looked graceful, but, I felt uneasy that there was no eyeball inside her white eyelids. He looked at me, either angry, happy or whatever and his palms held my right cheek, and....

A dazzling white light, made me have to close my eyes for a few seconds and when I opened my eyes, I was already in a foreign place.

In front of me, about 10 meters from where I was standing, there appeared a rectangular building with stone walls. The old grandmother suddenly stood before me with both hands on her back. He limped, occasionally looking at me, as if telling me to follow him. So, as moved by an invisible force, these feet step slowly.

My footsteps came to a halt at a two-meter-high door plastered in front of me. It was painted jet black and there was a strange air flowing from its surface.

The door is wide open. In the room I saw, there were about 20 people, men and women wearing thin white clothes were worshiping a giant statue of jet black with a strange and terrible shape.

The statue appeared to be alive as the lights of torches and fire shone on it. Four-horned, his pair of red eyes widened and his mouth opened, revealing a row of pointed teeth and at the tip of the tooth was blood red. Ten-handed, each of which carried a variety of objects, 2 of which were placed on the chest, while the other held a human head, heart, sword, trident, spear, mace, plate and cup.

However, I shuddered as the people in the room turned their faces away, looking at me blankly and blankly.

A thick, red liquid soaked their mouths and clothes. Each carries a lump of flesh and human limbs where there are bite marks and shreds. The fishy, rancid and foul smell tickled my nose, making my stomach feel stirred. My knees were weak, my head was dizzy and my vision blurred. I collapsed unconscious as soon as I opened my eyes, I was already in the bedroom, the old grandmother just looking at me with both hands hidden behind her back.

"Nduk, wektu ana filler ... Kowe lan kanca - kanca, kudu nggal lunga saka plank Iki. Mbebani,"

(Nduk, while there's still time, you and your friends need to get out of here. Dangerous).

Those were his words, before the grandmother disappeared from my sight.

A few days later Hudi came and said the same thing as the grandmother had shown.

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