Indian Go!
Episode 100's

“Since the beginning I did not expect much of him,” the voice of a man broke the silence of the room. The room that Indi had seen before.

“At least, he managed to thwart the prophecy wasn't he?” said one of the men standing in the corner of the dark room. He looks more or less the same as the man who just spoke, but he does not wear a strange jubbah that makes him look like a vampire character in the movie Twilligt. He wore a black suit, a black shirt, black cloth trousers, black socks, and white shoes (He was white, which made him the center of view).

From his tone of speech, Indi knew clearly that he wanted to convince his interlocutor, even though he himself seemed to doubt his words just now.

Indi did not understand how he could be in that place. It becomes part of his dreams or other visions, for his ability as an indigo avatar. He could not even control his condition to immediately get out of what he saw, or how he could get caught up in this vision.

“You fool! The prophecy has not even happened yet. The girl had clearly shown it. He can't even control a stupid girl who isn't even aware of what she can do to the world,”

“But didn't he show that the girl wasn't part of the prophecy? He was just a child who had absolutely no significant role in the prophecy. The child in the prophecy is now dead,” the man in the corner of the room is now trying to convince his interlocutor by getting closer to him.

The figure of the cloaked man then cursed some words that were not worth hearing anyone, “You are even as stupid as him! It's worth it to be easily defeated,”

Indi was still unable to understand the intent of the two men's conversation. All he wanted at this moment was to immediately come out of sight that was really bothering him.

“Take it easy. It's not over yet. Besides, the girl couldn't understand everything that was happening. He was too stupid to understand. Even for now,” said the man in white shoes with an enthusiastic sound.

The vision then blurred quickly and dragged Indi to wake up to the real world. He hated how all the dreams and visions he saw seemed so real. He could even still feel the stuffiness of the room from his vision just now. Indi tried to regulate his breathing. The clock on the wall shows at 12 p.m. He touched his head, which felt so heavy. Slowly, he now felt that not only his head, but his entire body was heavy. He threw his eyes around. His eyes then caught a wooden board with a Medicorum inscription hung on the door of the room.

What the hell's going on? Batin Indi's. His head was still too heavy to try to remember what had happened. He then tried to sit down. With breath and a head so heavy, Indi forced himself.

“I'm glad you're sober,” says voice from beside Indi.

“Do you remember, our first meeting took place in this place?”

Right beside him, Jeannet the little ghost stood up. It looks brighter than usual. Her pale blonde hair was now braided in two, and fell on both of her shoulders. Her eyes are now radiant, and her aura is no longer cold. The child ghost is now wearing a pastel-colored dress, with a frilly puff skirt. His toothless smile was still the same as before.

“What happened?” indi Parau. Indi managed to let out his voice, although after that he felt his throat dry.

Jeannet's carefree smile had disappeared for a split second because of Indi's question, before then he returned to show his cabin.

“You're just exhausted, then passed out in a few days. Or maybe a week. I don't know, I'm not very good at counting. But now that you're sober, and there's so much you have to do,”

Indi tries to interrupt but Jeannet immediately pulls Indi's pale hand. Indi even realized the clothes she was wearing. Lime green pajamas with a brown toad image motif that makes it look strange. Along the way Indi led by Jeannet, down the hallways whose walls are composed of granite rocks. Indi recognized the passageway, a hallway decorated with various displays of paintings depicting the great events of the world. It's just that his head hurts too much to be used to think, or remember.

The streets they go through are crowded with children of their own age who are crowded, from their facial expressions, Indi can guess if they are in disappointment or in trouble. I don't know what's going on in this place. Indi can feel an intense aura. Something had happened, but he could not remember it.

“What happened in this place?” Indi managed to get the question out.

Jeannet turned his head for a while, then stopped right in front of a room. Inside his head he could see some pieces, which depicted the room in front of him. Archididascale: Arthur Tristan. I don't know why but Indi can say something is different. In front of the room, there were several children trying to lift the glass storefronts, without touching them. Surprisingly, there was no one in the storefront. Indi realized that Jeannet had not answered his question at all.

“Calm down, all your questions will be answered in this room. All you have to do is enter this room-“

Indi wanted to interrupt Jeannet, and said that he had just regained consciousness, had not eaten, had not taken a bath, and had not changed the strange frog clothes he was wearing. But with the speed of his ghost he pushed Indi to enter the door of the room that had opened.

“She's here,” says Jeannet loudly.

Although it is difficult to remember, but Indi can say clearly that the room was not what he saw now. The room was the size of the room of the principal of Indi in his old school. Somehow Indi can clearly remember the room, it seems he has a memory that is so different from his school.

In the room, there are two old brown display cabinets that have various carvings, be it humans, giants, fairies, and some creatures that are not recognized by Indi. In each carving there are interweaves of historical events that occur in the human world, as well as the world of creatures engraved on the bottom of the closet. On each glass cabinet on display, there are frames of UCI-looking photos from time to time. Starting from dormitory buildings to some photos of indigo children on the move. Outside of the display cabinets, the pastel colors of the room also managed to make the attention of Indi moved from the display cabinets.

Indi did not pay much attention to him when he just entered the room. There are several Latin writings and letters that are not understood that are arranged in several gradations of pastel colors on the walls of the room. Increasingly indented at the end of the room, display cabinets are replaced with bookshelves hanging from the ceiling. Indi had thought about how people reached for the books. Until, a book flew right through Indi towards the table at the end of the room located right in front of the window that almost covered the wall, it is composed of colorful glass that forms a mosaic display. Behind the table, a man sits on a jet-black office chair that matches the color of a black work desk, which is decorated with several accessories.

From behind, sat a man in a navy-style K-POP winter jacket and black jeans. The comb is neat and dry. Her hair was pitch black, just like charcoal. Both of his eyes were blue, the same color as the lake that Indi had visited. His face was calming. Beyond that, according to Indi he looks like a Hollywood actor who plays the figure of Iron Man in the Marvel series. On his desk a book that had just floated up now opened by itself. A marker on the table engraves the same name as the one on the doorstep; Arthur Tristan.

His eyes caught Indi. A smile followed, three frown lines at the ends of his two eyes, adorning his gentle look. The seat in front of Indi then moved by itself.

“Let's calm, it's a form of electormagnetic wave produced by my brain. I am an Indigo cerebellum, there is no magic or something creepy,” his voice is friendly, as if reading Indi's mind.

Indi took the most comfortable position to sit, while remaining elegant. To give an interesting first impression to the man in front of her. By reflex, Indi cupped one of his hands to his mouth. Trying to smell his breath. I hope it doesn't look so embarrassing. Fucking jeannet! Umpat Indi's. After positioning himself, Indi's brain then realized that the man in front of him was a cerebellum who could read his mind. Instantly, he was nervous.

As if reading Indi's mind, the man in front of him smiled slightly, “take it easy, I will not be impolite by reading your mind without permission. It is one of the basic laws for a cerebellum,”

Smoke from a brown drink. Arthur then hints his hand to Indi to drink his drink. Indi nodded slowly, then clumsily picked up the mug in front of him, then sipped a tea that was not at all sweet.

“I'm sorry for what Jeannet did. Looks like he's deciphering as soon as he takes you right when you realize. Beyond that, introduce me to Arthur. My face may be familiar to you, because we have met before, whether you remember it or not,”

Indi was still trying to digest all the things that were heard from this man. But Indi knew for sure that he would never be able to get along with her.

“What happened? Why can't I remember everything that happened a few weeks before I fainted? And what's the cause of me being able to pass out that long?” indi's barrage of questions strikes Arthur, which doesn't seem to surprise him.

Arthur's expression softened. From his face, Indi knew that he composed hundreds of other complicated words that could make him difficult to understand. Arthur breathed a heavy breath.

“I don't know where to start. But I don't think now is the right time for you to know everything. What is clear is that at this time, I am grateful that you are conscious, and you can calm yourself first,” said Arthur softly.

Indi scrunched his eyes followed by his two eyebrows that were now interlocked. Now the decision is unanimous not to like the man in front of him.

“I insist to hear everything! What really happened?” indi said straightforwardly, both of his palms hit Arthur's desk.

“I promise I'll say it. But I need time for that. So many things happen, and everything happens out of anyone's control. The most important thing right now, I'm glad you're okay. And it would be better for you to clean yourself first, and at the dinner tonight you will gather with the others. I'm sure some of your questions will be answered. But for now I have to prepare some things that are not less important,” Arthur stood up and walked towards the door where Indi entered. He opened it and then implied a smile that Indi interpreted immediately out of this place.

Indi still wanted to stay and ask for an explanation, but like reading his mind the chair he was sitting in moved right in front of Arthur and stopped.

“I'm sorry for that. This is a smart chair that is still in the experimental stage,” said Arthur with a little clumsy.

... ****...

After finding his dorm room that now leaves rubble, try to find Jeannet or Fanny in several buildings, go around to find a bathroom and decent clothes, and, as well as avoiding the strange gazes of the people he met, the activity of trying to remember on a nearby park bench from where he was cleaning himself was interrupted by the figure of a man in round glasses, dressed in a cream t-shirt covered by a tosca green plaid flannel shirt with dark brown cinno pants. The man was thin in stature (but not in the portion of malnutrition), the color of his skin was a yellow color. His brown hair is neatly arranged and drizzly with a side edge style. It was the two men who attracted the attention of India. The man has wiry and thick eyelashes, with blue or perhaps green eyes, it is a bit difficult to say for a girl who just likes the purple color palette.

“I Juno. Nice to meet you Indi,” said the man who now sits next to Indi.

Okay, he might not seem as bad as a psychopath, but how could he know my name. I can't be that famous.

“I am the chairman of the elementum bar-dormitory, for now I will accompany you from the elementum dormitory,” he said while displaying a smile that more displays brown spots on both cheeks.

Indi probably doesn't know him. But at least this is his chance to spill all the questions that are currently continuously ringing in his head.

“If it is like that. Can you help me by telling me what's really going on in this place? Who's Arthur? Where's Mom? I couldn't find Jeannet, Fanny, or Catherine. And why am I having trouble remembering?”

Juno's rampage quickly turned from shock to calm. From his expression, Indi knew that he was not the type of man who excelled in drama and theater classes.

“What was the last thing you remember?”

Indi clearly wanted to say harsh words right now, if from the beginning he remembered what had happened, of course he would not ask. In the end he is not alone with people julukkan slow loading. Indi took a deep breath and exhaled it strongly.

“I'm on my way to find my mom,”

indi replied with a cynical look that made his two eyes look more narrow.

Indi was able to tell that Juno's two pupils dilated for a split second, before finally returning to normal. His head then turned to the right, left, front, and back. It was as if he was making sure that no one around him was paying attention to them. He then leaned his face to tell just a few inches of distance between Indi's face.

“There's something I can't say right now. But I promise you, after dinner I'll tell you everything. All you need to do right now is follow all my instructions so that they can trust me completely-“

Indi brandished one hand to interrupt, but as if he knew it would be interrupted Juno put both palms on Indi's cheek.

“I know, I know, I'm a new person and you just met me and I look really weird. But trust me. I also find it difficult to fully accept this situation. But I'm on your side. And you have to believe me,” Juno said with both eyes now glaring right in front of Indi's narrow eyes.

“Do you understand?” asked Juno firmly.

This time Indi really could not say anything. He just nodded his head slowly. He clearly knew that Juno was not the right type of person to look for an answer. However, somehow Indi can know for sure that Juno is a trustworthy person.

Juno then pulled her face away, stood up, then clasped Indi's hand.

“Come, it's time for me to do my job as your companion. Because as you can see the UCI you see today is a little different. I'll take you to our new hostel, before dinner,”