Map of 7 Souls
Singularity : Eps. 17

The tall young man walked slowly. He wears black, all black. His face and head were covered in black coverings. Only his eyes are visible. He settles in the darkness of the night. Stop, observe the wall before him, then look up slightly. The next movement, taking the bow that was on his back, followed by taking the arrow, tying the tip with a rope, then shooting into the wall fence which was about 6 meters high.

Swiiii........ The Dug....

The arrow shot out quickly and stuck at the end of the wall. Very on target as he wishes. He was trying to pull the rope, trying to measure the strength of the rope. He's nodding. Both hands clasped the rope, then tried to lift his body by channeling strength in both hands. His movements are very fast. Without noise. He must have been trained. In a matter of seconds he was already on top of the fence housing residents. He quickly rolled up the rope and tried to pull out the arrow without a sound.

He walked down the wall quickly, a little run and half bent. His eyes were on alert, afraid that someone might see. He jumped off the roof several times.

Taps.     Taps.      Taps.

His body is very light. He stopped when he jumped the third time. His eyes watched the direction of his jump, then he took it towards the right and jumped back.

Taps.     Taps.     Taps.    Taps.    Taps. Sreeeeek.....

After jumping over the roof of the house several times, then his slender body entered into a large and lush tree. He half crouched down, his left leg became a pedestal to maintain balance, flattening forward, while his right leg bent, his knee stuck to the chest. He's on standby. Look to the right and to the left. The night seemed brighter, but tonight there was only a Crescent Moon, not a Full Moon, he thought. Be careful not to be seen. He prepared to jump towards the terrace of the house in front of the tree. His left leg was trying to jump his body like a spring.

Clik.... Ngeeee.... Ngeeee.... Clik....

The young man in black clothes was undoing the intent. He saw someone coming out of the house opening the porch door and walking outside. He tried to restrain his body movements. Decreased from the spring force that the left leg will release. He watched the movements of the young man who was on the terrace. He tried not to make the slightest sound, even he regulated his breathing. Long time he was perched on the branch of the big tree, watching the young man who was slightly curly-haired. The young man was looking at the Crescent Moon. Then, just before long, he saw the boy bowed, looking at his palms.

"In a moment," she softly explained. "You'll soon have your powers." He smiled behind the mask he was wearing. Then he jumped out of the tree, landed on the roof of the house behind the big tree and proceeded to jump over several roofs of the house quickly. Real quick. The shadow until it is not broken.

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Just sitting on the bedside. He rubbed his face with both hands. The sleepiness no longer exists. The wall clock is black and white but white is more dominant, attached to the wall of the room. The short needle on the clock shows the direction approaching the number 4 and the long needle to the number 9. Face flat. His mouth is slightly open. Judging from his face, he focused on thinking about something.

He turned on the study desk lamp so that there was light in the room. Then he moved his body towards the study table that was beside the bed. He tried to grab the backpack. He was half standing. Then, after the bag was grabbed, he then sat back on the bedside. He slowly opened the backpack and took out a brown envelope. He put the backpack back on the study table. This time he slightly threw the bag away with his right hand. Then she opened the brown envelope.

He slowly opened the brown envelope, as if he did not want his family to listen to his activities on that late night. He then put his right hand in, reached into the envelope and pulled the thing inside. Now he held a few photos in his hand. The photos are black and white.

He looked at the pictures one by one. Arini's face is more on the photo sheets. Hakiki still put on a plain face but this time, both of his lips closed. There was no smile on those lips.

After a few sheets he looked at the photo, his hand came to a halt. Brow wrinkled. His eyes are slightly widened. Then he quickly moved another photo from his right hand to his left. His left thumb played fast like playing cards. There is another photo to look for. Then he stopped, his finger restrained. He pulled a photo, separated the photo and placed it on a pillow on the left side. Then he searched again, accelerating the movement of the thumb in selecting the photo. His thumb movement was restrained and he immediately pulled the selected photo for the second time and also pulled another photo sheet that he first saw.

There are 3 photos that have been separated by him. Photos of Arini he took at the time at the monument Bogor Botanical Garden. Face's weird. His forehead remains wrinkled. His eyes stared hard as if he could not believe what he saw. He turned on the main light of the room. Then he lifted a single photo and glared, pointing the photo upwards, towards the main light of the room. "What's this?" ogre. He rushed towards the cupboard beside the study table. This time he did not walk slowly. Then he looked for something in the closet. Before long, he held the camera. He stood up while pressing a few buttons on the camera, very quickly, then stopped on one photo, pressed the button once again, stopped and pressed once again. Quiescent. Fixated. He thought of something.

For a long time he stood looking at the camera screen. Then he went back to bed. Put the camera on the scattered photos, but 3 other photos are on the pillow.

The real biting of the corner of his lower lip. His forehead is still wrinkled. His eyes were sharp at the photo. The black and white photo, on a pillow, was taken with the left hand, while the right hand took the camera. On the camera screen, there is the same photo of Arini posing on the monument inscription. But there is one striking difference, other than the color of the photo. On the camera screen, Arini was posing next to the monument inscription, Arini's head half looked up, his eyes closed, then his hands, more precisely the back of his right hand, more precisely, slightly attached to the forehead with the fingers bent upwards. While the left hand is dabbling waist. The pose is like a classy model, but it is not the pose that makes both photos look odd by the Essence. On the camera screen, the photo is ordinary and looks perfect in full color like a photo that has been printed and given to Arini, but the photo sheet on the left hand is a sheet printed in black and white. In the photo, above Arini's head is clearly visible a group of butterflies flying around his head. The butterfly flew like a conical hat over his best friend's head. About 20 to 25 butterflies are white. This makes the real wonder. Why the butterfly is not visible in color photos or on camera, but seen in black and white photos. This time it really creeps. He still couldn't believe what he saw and he was trying to figure out the meaning of all this weirdness.

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