Indian Go!
Episode 89

In the next second, Indi could feel the silence. A flash of events was currently spinning in front of his two eyes. What the hell is going on? Batin Indi's.

In front of him, Indi can see a house built of wood, standing among the lush trees, which Indi does not know his name (He often repeated in Biology subjects). In front of the courtyard, a girl, who Indi said was eleven or maybe twelve, was playing under a tree, along with a doll that Indi thinks is too terrible for a doll, and too strange for a child his age to play.

Indi could not see the child's face clearly from where he stood, but he knew that the child's appearance was also strange enough to measure modern times. He was wearing a black channel shirt, which was almost sweeping the leaves every time he walked. His wavy black hair allowed him to unravel touching both of his shoulders. Seeing all those things made Indi a little creepy, because the place reminded Indi of every scene in many horror films he had ever watched. How not? The large wooden house, nestled among the trees, is inhabited by one of the children in all-black clothes who seems to be pleased with a seemingly Peranakan doll from Chucky and Annabelle.

The door opened, an old woman came out of the house. But at least Indi can breathe a sigh of relief. Because even though she looked sixty years old or maybe more, the old woman looked normal and full of warmth.

He wore a short-sleeved shirt of the older model in general, an inconspicuous pink color, accompanied by a skirt that covered his knees in purple which was also inconspicuous. His short hair only covered both ears but was neatly arranged, and was still black to the old woman's benchmark. The woman looked too modern for the girl.

“Honey it is time to enter, soon our guests will come,” cried the old woman from the front door.

“You're right Lorenia. We don't have to do it today. Just let the old woman grumble,” he said who guessed Indi on the doll.

Okay, the girl is obviously really very weird and a little creepy, considering she's actually talking to a terrible doll. The child then deliberately moved the doll's head, then smiled cheerfully.

“I know. That person does not deserve our help. We better get out of here soon,” said the strange girl to her doll or maybe herself then moved from that place.

The vision faded, and Indi remained unable to get out of his place. The next second that Indi saw was a dark room, okay maybe not completely dark, there was only one source of lighting in that place. A lantern that seemed to be too old for that time. Even though Indi knew that what he saw came from the past. Behind the dim light of the room, Indi can see the silhouette of a girl in the corner of the room. He sat with his hands on his knees. From where he stood, Indi could clearly hear the sound of his sobs.

“Mafin Noella, Maafin Noella,” the stuffing.