FROM ANOTHER WORLD TO YOU (Sistery Story Group )

FROM ANOTHER WORLD TO YOU (Sistery Story Group )
Chapter XXVIII: The Last Night


Language lab only illuminated a candle, Ray ends 7 out as the final sequence to tell 7 school ghost stories. He blew out the candle, and the room went dark. Yeni, Yuna and Jasmin were screaming hysterically.


"Click", I turned on the lights of the room, while my eyes were staring at them intently, "You have called out to almost all the soft-dwellers in the school, this is very dangerous" I said.


"Put, in modern times, you're still superstitious like that ?" said Ray.


"That's not superstition, Ray, but the reality that's happened in this school" I said.


"I don't believe it" Joe said, "There is no concrete evidence. Most of those told went crazy, disappeared or even died. Even if there's a witness we don't necessarily believe,"


"Have you ever heard of 7 students who disappeared after telling 7 school ghost stories? " tanyaku.


The six of them were silent. I continued, "I am one of them, while the others I have never seen again. You think I'm among you ?"


"Put, what are you talking about ?" ask Jasmine.


"Don't scare us, Put... We've been scared because of the stories," Yuna continued.


"Suddenly my head is dizzy, yes... " Said Joe. It turns out that not only Joe who feels his head dizzy, others also feel the same way.


"It's happening again" I said, "We need to quickly leave this room, come on.." My son stepped towards the door trying to open it but, it was locked.


"What's really going on, Put ? What about Yeni ?" ask Sesil.


"Don't ask, it will make you more dizzy and your breath tight. Help me to open this door... We need to leave this place soon,"


The six of them tried to open the exit, some were looking for items to break down the door. I turned my gaze towards the window, from the seven of us, only I was not experiencing a phobia. Phobias are also called anxiety disorders in humans, fear of special situations in which they experience claustrophobia (fear of being in a narrow room ). It was natural, because for a few hours they sat in the darkness and almost continuously heard scary and scary stories. They are under psychological pressure. I've experienced it a long time ago, a few years ago, friends told me about seven school ghost stories in different versions, got me stuck into the spirit dimension. I disappeared and everyone told me I was dead. Somehow, the masked girl can return me to this world but I am still a 2nd class student at this Keteng One SMPN. Supposedly, I graduated a long time ago and left this school and should be over 20 years old. I also don't understand how Yeni, Yuna, Sesil, Jasmine, Joe and Ray heard or knew the rumors about the 7 Ghost School Stories that should have been buried for a long time.


"Mops... The door can't be opened" exclaimed Joe.


"Through the window" I said as I opened the language lab window.


The window opened, one by one we crept up and made it out safely, but at my turn, my legs seemed to be pulled by something.


I was in a rage, about to escape. The more I clashed, the tighter the grip.


"Daughter," cried Ray from the outside, "Let's get out, what are you doing inside ?"


"My feet," I shouted, "Save yourself, don't mind me, get out of this place, quickly,"


"Where can we leave you alone inside ? Come grab my hand, I'll help you" Ray said, trying to grab my hand.


As soon as Ray grabbed my hand, he tried to pull me, "Friends ! The princess is still inside helping me pull her out," simultaneously the six of them helped Ray pull me and...


I made it out, "Quick leave this place,"


***


Me and my friends escaped death, but that does not mean we can be free to move like the previous days. It turned out that we had to face another, more terrible event. Yeni is often followed by a mysterious woman wearing a sinden outfit, and hearing a canticle every midnight, Yuna always grabs her hair involuntarily, Joe always heard strange songs when alone and followed by the figure of a woman in red, long hair, tangled and degraded, Sesil always aloof in front of the ladies' toilet and dancing around, he said, Ray is like a madman screaming and laughing himself, a terrible new habit is that he climbs a tree high enough and intends to plunge and Jasmine often curls up on the steps alone. But what I was surprised by was who told the seventh horror story, because I felt like I didn't tell the story that night. The events experienced by friends are feared to have a bad impact on them.


What I was worried about happened, a week later Ray was found dead after parachuting from a water tower not far from his home. According to his mother, before he died Ray had said goodbye to go to school because he wanted to follow the extracurricular badminton at school. After that he never returned home, he disappeared for 2 days... On the third day, he was found dead.


Yenee. Every night he always heard the sound of a canticle and the figure of the sinden always followed wherever he went. That afternoon I heard a noise in the next class, 2 C, the female students were screaming hysterically and as I headed there, my eyes were wide open when I saw a long piece of wood piercing through both ears. Blood splashed everywhere about some of his friends' clothes. He died on the way to the hospital. They both died horribly. Joe, Sesil, Yuna and Jasmine who witnessed the incident, the situation was more concerning. They're like crazy people. His face was lethargic, black hollows were hanging under his two eyes, they were like suffering from inner pressure.


"It can't be allowed" I told them.


"Please tell us what exactly happened ?" said Joe.


"I told you before you told those stories, but, you don't believe me,"


"You're saying, you're one of the seven students who disappeared, is that right ?" ask Joe.


"True, I also don't know how I got back to this world when it disappeared a few years ago. One thing I remember, a woman wearing a mask, she was the one who saved me. That's all, others are lost in my memory" I explained.


"I don't want to suffer the same fate as Ray and Yeni" said Sesil.


"We don't want it either" said another.


"What should we do now ?" ask Jasmine.


Before I could open my voice, Yuna suddenly cried out in pain, her body fell slammed and her hair was like someone grabbed her and dragged her away from us. The quiet atmosphere in the language lab became frenzied, we immediately chased and grabbed Yuna's feet. Yuna revolted, about to break away from the jambai, the stronger she revolted, the stronger the jubilan.


"Quick grab a pair of scissors or whatever to cut her hair," exclaimed Jasmine.


Yuna's shout grew louder, Joe was finally able to grab her leg and try to pull, there was a pull between us with invisible force, Yuna struggled, I could imagine the pain Yuna was going through, day ...


"Kress"


"Bruck!"


"We are five... Then we must unite. That way we can look after each other and help each other" I said.


***


Seesil looked dreamy, his pair of eyes stared blankly ahead, suddenly, the growth swayed back and forth, waddling occasionally jump, occasionally twisting his body. Her movements were so beautiful, but, her dance was out of her control. He continued to dance, dance and dance. His hand took a piece of mine and wrapped it around the neck after that ...


"Prank!"


There was a sound of glass breaking and Sesil threw his body out.


"Squeak ! Crew !"


The mine that tied his neck had held his weight before falling down, his neck bone was broken. His body twitched for a moment before finally not moving anymore.


In the morning the neighbors around the house Sesil geger, including me who happened to want to go to school with him. I felt devastated watching the incident, so did my friends. Meanwhile, Yuna was still traumatized by the incident some time ago, when she heard Sesil died, her face paled like paper.


"Where's Jasmine?" I asked Yuna.


Yuna shook her head, A... A... I don't know" he answered.


I turned to Joe, "We don't part like this, let's go look up on the east staircase" I asked. The four of us immediately headed towards the stairs, the road leading to the IPA lab. Before the incident told the school horror story, we were always together, but, after the incident, our relationship was not what it used to be. Prefer to be alone. This is what I'm afraid of.


"Can you tell me about the events you experienced with your friends before you disappeared and finally get back to this world ?" ask Joe.


"I don't want to listen to that story. Importantly, we must find Jasmine immediately, at any rate" Yuna said.


"This is all because of Ray, asking us to tell stories about them" he continued.


"Don't blame him, Yun... He also feels guilty" Joe said.


"You know what, Joe... You also have a silly idea just eaten raw. Not thinking about the risks," Yuna's debate was fierce.


The two men fought each other, their faces stiffened until their muscles and veins bulged out.


"Stop the two of you," my lera, "Dating doesn't solve the problem, let's find out. We need to find Jasmine, right away,"


Just as I closed my mouth, my body was like being dragged away by an invisible force. Yuna, Joe's screaming... Their screams get weaker and longer and then disappear somewhere.


The invisible force kept dragging me, my back was hot, my head was dizzy and my eyes were swirling and I saw nothing more. I was unconscious.


***


When I opened my eyes, I was somewhere else. Antique storage warehouse. I looked around, the room was mostly dominated by brass metal cabinets that were tall, as tall as adults. Inside it is stored : Turntable (black disc player is a tool used to play vinyl or vinyl records and produce quality sound), old-fashioned typewriter, items such as kris, etc, swords and all that.


My gaze was fixed on another cupboard, larger in size, and contained countless mannequins and human-shaped wax statues with sizes up to the thighs, each rests on a marble stone and at the bottom are listed names.


Gosh, aren't the names of those students who disappeared a few years ago and I'm surprised that one of those mannequins has my name. Princess Dyah Setyowati. I looked at the statue, her face was calm, her eyes were empty, at the corner of her lips was a thin and sweet smile.


In addition there are other names that are quite familiar with me such as: Joe, Ray, Yuna, Sesil, Jasmine, Yeni and so on.


There were strange sounds coming from inside the mannequins...


"You owe us one story, tell us or your fate will be like ours,"


Then, the mannequin in my name cracked and from the inside came a creature resembling a human, but it had no skin, but oil mixed with blood and pus.


The figure crawled closer to me, my body trembling, my face turning pale, cold sweat soaking all over me. I tried to get away, stopped when I felt a chill crawl down my back. I turned, surprised as I looked at her, a woman's body, she held a woman's head. I shouted as the head was thrust right in front of my nose while saying,


"Well, you don't believe it....


if one of the limbs is removed...


the man is alive...."


I'm hysterical. I still heard my screams as my body floated around, swirling in the air and falling somewhere else.


I jerked. In that dark room had sat 6 people who were familiar to me: Yuna, Yeni, Jasmine, Joe, Ray and Sesil. They were lighting candles and preparing to tell 7 Ghost Stories at School.


"A... You guys ?" my many.


"Who are you, as if you did not know us" replied Sesil ketus.


"Sorry, guys.." I said, "You better cancel your intentions than you do harm" I said.


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Friday, September 23, 2022