New School Terror
Part Two: List of Names

"We're in another dimension?" Irlan blinked then asked once more. "So, all this changes because of the difference in dimensions?"

Mira stood up feeling the confusion that the Goddess and Surya were experiencing across.

"Hm. I have experienced something similar once. It used to be .. childhood."

"Liat you get out, I'm relieved." Irlan thought positively. Mira made it out of there because she's now growing up. Now they can get out of this mess.

Mira nodded for sure. "They will finish well. We wait."

***

The white smoke and the smell of the incense gradually disappeared. Red lights illuminate almost the entire warehouse, many sacred objects such as heirlooms, offerings, goat heads, and small red ponds.

What is turbid water exposed to light reflection or blood ... The three of them didn't want to touch everything.

"A very good collection." The clouds gap wide when you see the old keris written in Javanese script which means "One Thousand Appeal".

Juan's sharp glances have ingrained every cloud of commentary. Whatever it is, in her ears she is always wrong.

There was a dark hall next to the pile of offerings. Jefri kept staring in that direction hoping to find a clue.

The longer he stared, he felt strange with the atmosphere around him that was familiar. The cold and heat become one each time Sanjaya appears. The same feeling evaporated.

"Sanjaya?"

Cloud's phone panned into the hallway as the sound of goods falling.

"Come in, Wan." Juan wanted to observe closer.

"The first officer."

"Bright bloated!" Juan wanted to smackdown the Clouds now, but Jefri without saying anything went into the hallway. "Jafri!"

"In the meantime, I feel like Sanjaya's in there." Jefri nodded, assuring them he could cope alone.

Juan turned to the sidelines of the jug. There is a container of clay containing soil smelling of flowers.

"Try kissing" told Juan to the Clouds.

The doubtful clouds were no ordinary land on the streets. Fitting smelled super scented, puncture to nose.

"Bego, this graveyard's land."

With ease Juan assented. "Gue tau." Juan prank.

"You say don't hold the goods. It was lo nenteng kendi himself. Balikin gih," urged the clouds.

"Yes, you want to keep going, Julekha?" The clouds seize the jug, the intention is to be put into place.

"I want to see it again." Juan took another jug from Cloud's hand. Be them snatching while fighting.

Prak! The jug broke because it was contested.

"Hayo loh! Break it down, your responsibility!" accuse Clouds.

Juan's eyeballs stopped noticing that there was paper buried in the ground from the broken jug. His body bent over grabbing the paper to see what it contained.

Nasution Irlan. Thursday Wage, February 9, 2001, Jakarta.

Goddess Amalia. Wednesday Pon, August 19, 2001, Jakarta.

Rochman Solar. Legi Monday, November 29, 2001, Jakarta.

Zafran Kusuma's. Thursday Pahing, June 9, 2001, Bandung.

Fuadi Mira. Legi Friday, December 19, 2001, Bogor.

Mirza Syahrul Putra's. Sunday Kliwon, May 29, 2001, Bogor. ⁇ ️

"What is this name list?" The clouds even just realized their birth date was all nine.

"Primbon."

"Mirza's name is crossed. " What might that cross sign mean is dead. Basic bajing*n crazy.

In total there were six names hidden in the jug. Not everyone on the list died, but other victims.

"She's been beating them for a long time." Juan muttered withholding emotions.

"But the death of Johan, Indri, the same Hadi? Any other name lists?"

"Nothing. They're victims."

"Bokap I once said that we are difficult to use because we are aware. The three of them instead?"

"Can be. What do you think, Jef?" Juan was surprised Jefri had not returned.

"Jef!" The clouds screamed and briefly glanced at the dark passageway. "Eh?"

There's something the clouds see.

Whatisit?