Kemuning Climbing
Can't get out of the Sacred Mountain yet

In the groans of the night in the forest, the world that lay by retraces the moment that stops. Nardi saw his own dead watch. After he found out he was dead, he ran to find a way out. His journey was very long, it was difficult for him to discern the changing sky. He remembered the route of the three posts not in the black gate. The barrier filled with writhing snakes, ran again grimacing towards the top.

“That's a surprise to me, the snake was obviously going to peck at me”

In front of his other gaze, a headless figure walked into a housing estate that had a chimney above it. A step ahead was a curly hand in the shape of a finger touching it. He walked to the terrace of a house made of tree roots. The strange buildings that make up the house rise to the top. From inside, out the figure of a tall creature thrusting something, Strange objects arranged on a wide leaf.

The vibrating hand grabbed a brown oblong shape. There was a sprinkling of green dried leaves on it. Nardi was afraid of being forced to chew, it felt like weathered wood, tasteless, its rancid smell made him want to vomit. The faces of the terrifying creatures glared at him, his eyeballs that were willing to come out were terrifying

He was willing to move away, escaping with his powerful cry. But, up ahead was a headless creature standing waiting for him.

“How is this? hoek! I'm gonna puke!”

He was forced to swallow all the food on the leaves, two strangely felt shapes of mucus sticking out on his tongue.

“Excuse me, I want to go to the restroom” he said slowly holding back food that almost spilled.

The scenery in the house is no less creepy, in the room a lot of snakes wriggling hanging. He who could not bear to hold the contents inside his mouth, ran open every mossy door. A place filled with flowing water, he gawked at the entrance right in the downstream part of the river with a waterfall.

Squatting out all of his entrails, he pulled a worm from inside the oral cavity. The pull got longer, about a meter apart the worm's head wriggling on his finger.

“Huek!” All stomach contents drained away.

Gargling swallows water droplets from the palms of the hands. He laid down his body barefoot, ignoring the muddy ground until his eyes closed.

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Sensing the recurring pain of death, his body endured the ripping of a hard, hoofed finger. All of his organs were devoured, the figure of the Capit contained a large hairy black creature. Nardi shouted in pain, Capit left his body just like that. His giant step pulled Kemuning, Nardi could not move his body. Crawling, shouting until he opened his eyes to see the figure of a long-handed little boy.

“I have to go, my best friend will be killed by the mad Shaman” said Nardi pleaded.

He pulled Nardi, led him through narrow half-footed titi-titi. The water flowing underneath was inundated with clumps of flesh. The standing position is not balanced, the child's hand holds until he can pass it.

“Don't look anywhere, we'll be right up to”

“Dik, I forgot to say goodbye to your parents”

In front of the rock cave, he stopped and pointed inside. The figure seemed to not dare to enter, standing waiting behind the stone. Nardi rummaged through the ritual table, throwing a dagger over the left shoulder of the Capit. Seeing the man in pain, Kemuning lifted Nardi's body drenched in blood.

“From Kemuning, he'll catch you again. Just leave my body!” scream the spirit of Nardi.

Kemuning cried running away from the cave. He turned to Nardi and his other sightings prevented Capit from pursuing him.

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The doll taken by Desi is still in the house which is still occupied by the rest of the Pudin relations who have paid rent for a year. They have no other choice, although they have to see the appearance of the pestle creatures and the figure of a small child holding a strange doll. Gondrong always finds a strange doll that moves itself from Desi's room.

This time he did not move it, he walked past it. The puppet was suddenly on top of his bed, he closed his eyes lifting the puppet that was looking at it. A smile grinned, a ghostly face, his breath suddenly blowing making him fall unconscious.

Weekend at a booze party. The sound of loud music, full loud drinking bottles on the table, light snacks and colorful flickering lights add to the frenetic atmosphere. Ele glanced at the empty seat of Gondrong. He took the phone in his pocket, dialed an inactive number. Asking other friends who had not seen him all day, in between drunkenness Dedi brought Kesia into the room.

His gaze turned to the open empty room door. Blood on the tiles began to creep onto the floor near his room. “Heh, whose blood is this?”

He walked over to see Gondrong's body with intestines breaking out. The door was locked, Dedi yelled at the eating figure of Desi hiding under the bed. Kesia who was wearing sexy clothes began to feel there was another figure standing behind him, he was surprised to see his body felt there was a walk like an egg. His stomach broke open, the figure of a ghost-faced little boy chewing on his intestines and stomach.

“Argh! Argh!”

Inside the room, three people were busy dancing until Ele spilled a drink into her body. He and Cecep begin to make out, Heni falls asleep on the bench dropping the empty bottle of his drink. Samar opened his eyes, all of his friends looked pale-faced. Blood came out from their hollow bellies, he ran out in front of the door the figure of a small child who was in the photo display of Pudin house standing holding a ghost doll.

“Sister, if you want to be free from this house, leave your eyes to us. Ahahah.."

“No! Don't come near me!”

Desi's figure took off her ball, she was in pain screaming open her eyes feeling her broad eyelids. He screamed in pain, feeling every door to the door. As the creature says, he was able to break free from the haunted house by replacing it with a pair of eyeballs.

Passersby helped him to bring him to the hospital. The police report found four bodies with similar death conditions. They suspect Heni is a survivor, in front of the interrogation room he's in at trial. Many questions rang out, his fear occasionally screaming and then pressing the pain in his eyes that bleed.

Because there was no hard evidence, the police did not arrest him. Heni's testimony mentions the death of his friends due to the actions of a small child named Desi. The son of Pudin, a co-worker who was going to the sacred mountain with the child. Heni's screams recalled the manner of his sadistic friends' deaths. He was taken back to the hospital.

“Excuse me sir, reports of the results of their death visa no fingerprints left on the body of the victim” said one police officer.