FROM ANOTHER WORLD TO YOU (Sistery Story Group )
Chapter I - Cosmetics (The Message Carrier )
Cosmetics. I'm not used to wearing it yet. Indeed, a set of decorative equipment is cheap, suitable for use by anyone. Kristin urged me to wear it she said, to look more beautiful. I don't think so, Even without cosmetics, I already look beautiful, after all I feel strange if I wear it. After all, it took – hours of putting eyeshadow, mascara, lipstick and so on into my face. Kristin gave it to me as a 19th birthday present. Exactly 3 months ago when I was about to attend Julia's wedding my best friend. The journey to the wedding location took about 6 hours, and the entire trip I fell asleep.
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I was in a big, big building. On the ceiling hung a variety of decorative lights made of crystal and bright lights again dazzling the eyes. It seems that not only decorative lights are made of crystal, but also tableware and drinking. I can't figure out how much all that furniture is worth that's obviously not a cheap thing. In the middle of the room many people were well dressed, neat, and judging by the way they dressed, they all came from among the rich and highly educated people. They all talked, laughed, occasionally grabbed snacks and drinks or placed empty glasses on trays carried by traveling waiters.
The air conditioner in the room was turned on with the coldest temperature, I who was not used to such cold temperatures made back and forth to the toilet to urinate. For the umpteenth time I went to the toilet, when I opened the door, I saw the image of a pale-faced woman reflected on the mirror. The clothes I wore were the same as my clothes, the size of her body was the same as my body size, they were all similar, but, her face was as pale as paper. I looked back at no one, but, as I turned my gaze toward the mirror, it was the woman's face that was reflected there, not mine.
Suddenly I felt a cold and sharp wind whirling through my nape and a soft whisper, “This place will soon be engulfed in fire, quickly leave if you want to survive,”
“Who is it?” my many. There was no answer, but suddenly my hair stood up, after finishing my business with toilet water, I hurried out of the place.
As soon as I arrived outside, I passed Ekawati. The woman was surprised, “Hey, aren't you Michelle,” asked.
I nodded, “True. Do you know where Kristin is?”
“I saw him at the exit, meet him immediately it seems, he is also looking for you,” he said.
I smiled, “Thank you, I'll see him soon,” saying so I walked away leaving Ekawati still standing as her eyes kept looking at me.
Kristin I did not find, I don't know where she was, and suddenly the lights went out, the atmosphere in the room was pitch black and from behind I saw a red light burning followed by the screams of people, “Fire ! Fire !” at that moment the atmosphere became frenzied, everyone scrambled out. The flames grew bigger, I heard a lot of heart-wrenching screams and this nose smelled the smell of grilled meat, while, I was still searching for Kristin. When the firefighters had managed to tame the fire, I saw a lot of dead bodies in terrible conditions, the luxurious building was left with black debris and thin smoke still billowing and partly toyed with by the night winds and the unpleasant smell of my nose cavity.
I kept looking for Kristin's whereabouts even though my footsteps were blocked by some firefighters. Until finally a pair of eyes widened when they saw some officers out of the ruins of the building while carrying a stroller where on it lay a figure of a fainted woman with severe burns. Through the clothes worn, even though the shape is no longer intact, I know who the woman is, she is the person I am looking for, KRISTIN. Well, Kristin was one of the fire survivors among the many people who were burned to death.
“Will it be Michelle ?” suddenly the sound of people reprimanding me. I turned my head, looking 2 men dressed as nurses stood up, their pair of eyes looking at me without blinking, “True,” I replied.
“Follow us, the woman who survived the fire, looking for you,” he said again. Without saying much, I immediately followed her to an ambulance where in the car some female nurses were busy putting oxygen masks on Kristin's face.
“She just fainted after mentioning the name MICHELLE, are you the woman this woman is referring to?”
I nodded, “True. How's she doing, sister ?”
“Crites. He should be hospitalized. That's why we brought you to RS,”
“Alright, nurse,”
The car moved, the sound of the sirens wrenching my heart especially, Kristin my best friend was lying helplessly in front of me. I didn't expect Kristin to be hit like this.
Soon the car stopped at a building that was quite old and unkempt. On the roof a lot of crows fluttering around and fro, his voice sounded raucous and made me feel very uncomfortable. As the sleeper pulled down, the nurses worked to quickly move Kristin's body to another bed to be taken to the ICU room. We walked down the dimly lit halls by the dim light of the lights. A pair of my eyes could not help but look at the image of the woman reflected from the mirror, the same woman I met in the toilet. His face was now paler, why did I not see the shadow of my own face. It made my steps stop and stared fixedly at the woman's face.
A pair of my eyes widened when I saw the mirrors cracking and from the crack was seeping thick red blood and spreading a pungent fishy smell. Slowly from the bloody mirror crack, long, tangled black hair gushed out. Then a hand with long, pointed black nails came out of the mirrors. My ears ached when I heard a voice like the friction of a pointed fork with a dinner plate, along with the horrible sounds of blood-soaked bodies coming out from inside the mirror with strange movements.
Those figures dressed similarly to my clothes moved slowly, they surrounded me. As they were right in front of me their heads that lowered suddenly moved together and I could see the gazes on those countless eyes staring wildly at me. Their fingers extended towards my neck. My body shivered in fear, my knee pair felt weak, my feet clinging tightly to the floor of the room, I COULD NOT MOVE. I felt both of my groins wet with a warm liquid. I tried to move my stiff jaw and “TTIIDDAAKK !!!” I screamed as loud as possible. My screams echoed through the room, then crept out through the air vents and were lost in the darkness of the night. I felt my body drift away .. jjjaaauuuhhh once.
“You had a bad dream, yes ?”
“Kristin,” my broom while tightly hugging Kristin who is sitting beside my left.
“Why is your face pale once ?” tanyakanya.
“Finely, we go home now,” my door.
“Why ?”
I was silent, “Entah, I felt uncomfortable to come there,” at that moment I smelled a strange aroma, the exact same scent as my dream, even for a moment, but it was enough to make me anxious.
“Michelle, why do you look so weird today ?”
“Good. Apparently I have to tell you, but, before turning this car around, we just go home, please,”.
After I pressed to die – death finally, Kristin agreed and I immediately told her about my dream just now. Kristin and the others were surprised, “No way, it was just a dream. Once you said that, we did not believe it,” said Dyah.
It was then that news broke that the hotel where Julia's wedding party was being held, the place we were about to go to was on fire, killing all the invited guests including Julia and her husband. We were silent, all eyes in the car I was in, looking in wonder at me. It was one of a series of strange events after I put Kristin's cosmetics on.
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The sound of the bird makes me nervous. It's not usually nights like this, that damn bird interrupts my sleep. I opened the window of my room, this pair of eyes trying to find out where the sound of the bird came from. Until finally it was seen by me 4 pairs of flying birds milling on the roof of a house located in the East of my house. That's Pak Ali's roof. According to the old people say, if there are birds swarming or flying fluttering while making noise, in the next 7 days in a row there will be people who die. Who will die ? I asked in my heart.
Just as I was about to close the window of my room, suddenly the pale face of a woman appeared right in front of my nose, I jumped in shock. “Who are you ?” I asked while trying to calm down. The woman did not answer, she just kept quiet and lowered her head. A group of people suddenly flew around the woman wearing white clothes, “Please me ..” her door while sticking out her hands and was about to hug me. The number of birds in line is getting more and more until finally the woman's body is not seen again, disappeared without a temporary trace, the voice of raucous birds in line increasingly disturbing, “Sial, <TAG1>, if only I had something to keep them quiet, I would have kept them quiet forever,” I lamented inwardly. But, what disturbed my mind even more was that pale woman in white, who was she ? Why would he come to me at midnight like this ? And, there's a lot of questions in my head, but, I can't find the answers at all.
Just as I turned around and was about to step onto my bed, suddenly, a long-haired, red-clothed, monstrous-faced woman was already standing. Her pair of eyes were staring wildly at me, just about to ask her both hands extended straight towards my neck, “Restore my cosmetics !!” he shouted while his body was like an arrow released from his bow. I cried out stifled, my neck felt like it was being throttled tight and it made me have trouble breathing.
Now that the woman's face was right near my nose, a foul scent immediately smelled, making my stomach nauseous. A cold sweat poured down my forehead and soaked all over me while watching the pair of eyes suddenly slip off and slowly the skin and flesh on her pale face was like a wax body burned by the embers of the fire, melted the face and the flesh. All that remains is a skull with long, tangled black hair.
I screamed with all my strength to endure the pain in my neck, this body felt weak and powerless and slowly my eyes blurred and my head was dizzy. I collapsed unconscious.
I opened my eyes and I saw a woman in red sitting on the lip of a well. His pair of eyes stared at the reflection of himself inside the mirror held by his left hand while his right hand deftly put on makeup, eyebrows, eyelashes and his lips. She looked beautiful, she smiled sweetly but soon cried, “Why doesn't anyone want to admit me ? Why ?” After saying so suddenly he laughed gigglingly and then plunged himself into the well. I exclaimed, “Don't !!” the echoes of my screams seemed to fill the place then pierced through the red sky in the Western horizon and disappeared. I ran towards the well but, no one was there. The woman's body seemed to disappear swallowed by the dark shadow contained in the well.
I stood like a statue while my pair of eyes stared into the well for a while, I let my daydreams adventure about what had just happened. But, it did not last long because suddenly, from the lips of the well appeared a pair of long and pointed black hoofed hands followed by the appearance of a figure of a long black haired woman's head. I cried out stifled while the fingers gripped my right and left wrists. I revolted and was about to break away, but, FAIL. Until finally my body was dragged into the well.
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My body floated in mid-air, I didn't know where it was up, where it was down. So long floating in the air, finally my ears caught the sound of ‘Blukk !’ and I felt my whole body hurt. Apparently, I fell out of bed, DREAM AGAIN APPARENTLY. What a strange and horrible dream. Sayup-sayup I heard the sound of an announcement on the mosque microphone. The content of the announcement is “MAYA, ANAK PAK ALI ... EAST NEIGHBOR OF HOME DIED”. I flinched and groaned slowly while my wrist felt pain and pain. There was a long, circular stroke on my wrist. “Jeez... I can't remember when this wound was on my wrist ?” Suddenly I remembered my dream. A woman who came out of the well before pulling me into the well, her black, long and pointed nails cut me. THERE IS NO WAY I could have this wound in a dream. So, what did I experience is reality ? IT CAN'T BE ! Again a big question mark in my head appeared and I cannot answer it yet.
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Since then, almost all my friends and close friends have stayed away from me, except Kristin. He took me to Ki Bayu Sekti, a well-known psychic in the opposite village to ask for clues about what happened to me.
Ki Bayu Sekti sighed deeply, “I am not sure I can eliminate the influence of using cosmetics. Every time you wear it, then, the ingredients of the cosmetics are fused with your souls. Especially, you're Michelle.. “ she explained, “Cosmetics that can make you able to see things that can not be seen by others, can not be seen, it can also give you a gift that is rarely obtained by others. You are able to see the events that happened in the past and the future. You can even see creatures from the magical realm. One of them was something that happened a while ago. You saw a woman in white, long black hair again wrinkled and pale face. Do you know who he is ? She is the daughter of Pak Ali next door neighbor, Maya,”
“What if I burn this cosmetic, Ki ?” tanyaku later. Ki Bayu Sekti smiled, “You think it's an easy job ? Absolutely not. cosmetics are like wild plants are plucked one will grow a new one. As long as the cosmetics factory has not closed, it is impossible for the cosmetics to disappear from circulation. Then, if you demand the liability coverage of the owner, you must lose influence. They are economically strong people, while you are .. what are your mainstays ?”
“I'm sorry Michelle.. I shouldn't have given you those cosmetics,” Kristin said regretfully.
“Already, after all, how could you know that the ingredients to make cosmetics came from the liquid of rotten corpses,”
I came home with a lethargic face, walking towards the mirror hanging on the wall of my room. The original shadow of my face reflected there, now I bear the nickname as a freaky girl, a sorcerer, a disaster bearer. Shunned everyone, stupid period.important they have to remember the word – I said this :
“AT MIDNIGHT, I WILL VISIT YOUR HOUSE, KNOCK ON YOUR DOOR AND YOU OPEN THE DOOR ... MAYBE I'LL GIVE YOU SOME GOOD NEWS. BUT, IF I LOOK AT YOU WITH FEELINGS OF PITY ... THAT MEANS, ONE OF YOUR RELATIVES, INCLUDING YOU YOURSELF WILL EXPERIENCE PAIN AND THE ANGEL OF DEATH WILL COME TO PICK YOU UP.”
(Tuesday, 23 – Oct – 2018