MYFATHER
Episode 51

No one answered his call, so the young man opened the door of the wine cellar to the cellar, took the flashlight from his pocket and gave it a signal to help the view. The atmosphere of the wooden staircase to the basement was empty, if there were people who came down here surely at the end there Yudi would be able to catch the man because this ladder is a dead end.

He descended the steps with half hesitation before staring at the door before him with deep thought. The door was in no way clasped or knobbed, and it was puzzling. It felt like he had opened that door before, so he was sure that he could do it again.

His right hand reached upwards while the left one pressed the gap below the door divider that was right in the middle. With a single jolt, without needing to expend all the energy, the door shifted. No squealing from the hinges, indicating someone takes good care of him.

It only takes a gap as big as his body for Yudi to then enter the room that is limited to the underground door, Once inside, he directed the flashlight around until the light scattered the darkness. A spider that was distracted by the sudden light ran away to its nest which lay in the inner right corner of the door.

Yudi sneezed a few times after shaking off the dust coming down from the top of the door frame to his shoulder. The young man stepped carefully so as not to get stuck into a hole or weathered wood that he turned out to be unaccounted for after walking further and further in. In fact, the basement was not completely abandoned because most of the room looked quite clean.

The flashlight shone around in a motion that was as slow as its steps. The only thing racing fast was his heart, moving erratically with tremendous tension in fear of what awaited him in this room. If you can see his own face Yudi will certainly find his face pale as white as a corpse.

And the musty smell of the room finally can not cope with other smells behind it. Smells like rotten meat or eggs stored for too long in a garbage basket. The ground he was treading became a little stickier. Indeed, the air here seems more moist but sticky flat areas that he pijak not because of water but sticky liquids such as mud, vomit marks, or dry blood.

Yudi's breathing came to a halt as the flashlight struck the mound before him. It is clear that this mound is the source of the smell he smelled. The bone mound was almost two meters and a half high, no matter how many humans were killed, there may be about hundreds and their bones are stacked there in a form that is still intact or has been broken. Although many are already dry but the bones still attract the interest of many flies gathered on it.

Looking at his condition Yudi was sure that some of the bones were very old, perhaps more than fifty years old, and it was seen when some of the bones he had kicked at the base of the mound turned to dust in an instant. It's funny to imagine the tiger that once inhabited this basement doing all this, before it was killed by Mirna's great-grandmother. The beast was indeed ferocious, but was it possible to concoct bones to such a high degree?

At that moment his gaze was centered on a piece of hand that protruded from the base of the bone hill. The hand that was still new and that caught his attention was the black-eyed ring worn on his ring finger. He knew who the ring was... The waiter!

Yudi took a bottle from his pocket, his guess is correct.This liquid is related to kuyang because this liquid was what Wayan made at the end of his life before they were attacked by kuyang. This liquid is to destroy the kuyang. Maybe that's why the guy killed her. Anyone who manages to create a weapon to destroy me will surely be hated by the bastard!

Yudi removed the ring from the finger of the hand piece before pinning it on his own finger. He was not interested in finding where the other Wayan body parts were because he would not be able to deal with them. This piece of hand was enough to make Yudi understand the situation.

The room felt increasingly quiet as Yudi walked around the mound to see what was behind it. The sound of his steps echoed to every corner of the room, reflected by the stone walls that formed the room, and when he came to the back of the hill the bones found a small body stiffened, stiffened, face down like a lump of freshly slaughtered meat in a slaughterhouse.

The body was headless, the trunk of his spine protruded out from behind his cut neck, blood still dripping even though the flesh around and the inside of the neck were already turning blue. A thick, blood-red liquid bathed the floor around the body in considerable amounts. Blowing waves of anger hit his head in an irresistible scroll.****** it had killed the baby...

He knelt in front of the baby's corpse. His head dropped until the ground was fused. A cry without a howl or scream came out from within him. His clenched hand, hard and stiff poured all his anger at this abomination. Yudi murmured inflamedly, ”How could anyone be so cruel to do this?”

After all that figure is not a human.he is more accurately said animal.monster!

Not even Yudi's cry subsided when he felt something approaching and his instinct told him that something was a great danger to him. Quickly the young man rose to his feet and walked to the part of the building most covered in darkness, just before something walking with heavy strides reached near the bone mound.

The figure was stooped not because of the hump that grew on the back of his neck but because of his height beyond normal limits, about two and a half meters and that makes him have to duck a little if he does not want his head hit the ceiling. The hump on his body may not have been as big as a camel hump but was quite disturbing in the body of the creature. His pair of legs that were bent backwards resembled an ostrich's feet. From the shadow of his silhouette is drawn muscles from his body bulging with no feathers, connecting directly to the end of his arm which is five long fingered books that are more shaped like a claw. His head that resembled a cat wagged oddly several times.

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