SURVIVORS
Chaptre 80. Fantasy World
The expanse of grass with small, jewel-like flowers that reflect the afternoon sunshine becomes biased-biased colorful rainbows. Shady trees of various types and colors and colorful flowers form a pergola shade the winding road ahead there. Some small and beautiful houses stood on solid tree branches.
Creepy tendrils with yellowish glowing flowers appear contrasting on areas that begin to fade. The tendrils are like a series of twinkling lights on a Christmas tree. It's exquisite.
Behind all that, there are also some beautiful buildings with tall ivory towers poking out on the tops of tall trees. It was as if it wanted to compete with the other magnificent buildings that were on top of the floating rocks that were close to the clouds.
"Are we now in a fantasy world?" Angel is completely inexhaustible, how could they be stranded in a place as beautiful as his childhood imagination.
"Daebak" muttered Silvia.
A beautiful petite winged figure flew towards the travel leader in front. They speak their own language. After that the group again continued the journey through the path.
"You're all here." orders the man who led the way.
Robert and his team led the horse and approached. They stepped on the rocks that formed a circular area. The leader and his 2 members entered the circle. Then suddenly a bluish-green light shrouded. When the light was gone, they had been somewhere else beside a magnificent building of pure white with blue flower ornaments on its walls.
"Through here" said the man.
Robert and his friends followed him into the inner courtyard of the building. They were greeted by several other pointy-eared people. Their horses would be taken away along with all the luggage. Robert protested and defended his bag.
Finally the man who brought them allowed to carry each bag. The horses were taken away. Team member Robert was brought inside the building.
They were taken to the 2nd floor where there were rows of rooms. But Robert asked them to keep the room together so they could look after each other.
"Later we'll call when dinner is ready. So please rest and clean yourself up first." The man passed by and disappeared behind the wooden stairs.
"Well, we clean ourselves up and rest first. At least they're still pretty good. But don't relax the vigilance" Robert said.
They chose each room. 2 women's rooms were between the men's rooms.
After entering the room, Robert approached the window and looked out.
"In addition to the page limit, only white is visible" Robert murmured.
"Maybe we were teleported by that bluish-green beam to one of the buildings standing on the floating stones?" guess doctor Chandra.
"Well?!" Robert surprised.
"What's to keep us from running?" Robert guessed what was going on.
"Oh, don't think too much. This building doesn't look like a prison in my eyes. Maybe the residence of the masked man who left earlier. So let's take a shower and rest before dinner. We'll ask the truth." Dr. Chandra was looking around for where the bathroom was.
"I can finally take a shower" he said happily as he walked into the bathroom with a backpack on his shoulder.
*
Ten members of Robert's team had gathered in a spacious dining room containing a long table. The waiters told them to sit down and serve food and drinks that were still smoking. Cold air is perfect for enjoying warm food.
The man who brought them to that place came in and sat on the very end seat, but it was definitely not the main seat.
"I'm Randal, who's assigned the chairman to look after you guys until the chairman comes back. So, if there is any other need, please contact the waiter. We will try to serve your guests well."
Randal raised his drinking glass, followed by Robert and the others.
"Now please enjoy our simple dishes," he said kindly, then sipped his drink.
They all ate voraciously, because all day the stomach was not filled at all. And the dish was delicious. They enjoyed dinner without a sound.
Until when the waiter approached and replaced the plates with fruit plates, Robert could not help but question again.
"Is your boss a blue-eyed masked man?" ask Robert.
The man nodded.
"Yes. I was asked to take you to the chairman's residence, entertain and guard until the chairman returned.
"All living things that are not the original inhabitants of the forest, will be lost forever if until the afternoon do not also wake up from sleep.
They were surprised to hear that. Totally dangerous.
"Where's it going?" ask Gilang.
"Nobody has come back to tell us where they went. So no one knows. But our assumption is that those who are missing are already dead under the influence of the forest magic" replied Randal.
That answer made them even more horrified. Thankfully Randal's troupe passed through their place and woke up. If not, it's a disaster.
"Where is your chief going?" ask Robert carefully.
"That I can't tell you. So wait quietly. You are free to walk in the park or ride in the backyard. But don't go over the guardrail" Randal said.
"Why? Is there any danger?" ask Indra.
"Yes. The chairman's residence is on a private island. The island is floating among the clouds. The guardrail was made to keep pets from falling from unimaginable heights" Randal replied with a smile.
"Waahh, it's magical." Enchanted niken.
"Is there no floating island where you're from?" replace the astonished Randal.
"If there are floating islands on earth, the pilot's work must be more difficult. Haha.." Barrel laughed amusedly.
"The clouds are rich in metromini," continued Gilang holding back laughter.
"The pilot feels like angkot dong.. Ahahaa.." Silvia added.
Laughter is heard in the dining room. Randal who did not really understand the direction of their conversation smiled to see his guests had started rilex.
"What if we talk in the reading room?" bargain Randal.
"That's great."
Doctor Chandra nodded quickly. Isn't this a rare opportunity to be able to read foreign books? They left the dining room. Passing through the long hallway and then arrived at the room whose walls were covered with shelves with brownish-yellow old books.
Doctor Chandra is impatient and immediately pulls a thick book off his shelf while Randal is lighting a fireplace.
"What a beautiful writing. Although I don't know what's written, but it's really beautiful."
Doctor Chandra showed the book to Robert. Robert agreed. It is like ancient writing. The letters are beautifully engraved in many arches. Not to mention the edge of the courtyard which is also decorated with vines.
Randal noticed their confusion.
"Can't you guys read?" wonder investigation.
"Our writing is different. Take a piece of paper and write your name. I'll write your name with our writing." Dr. Chandra gave me the idea.
Randal took a yellowish sheet of paper and a pen from a bird feather on a reading table. He wrote his name. Dr. Chandra was amazed to see the writing. Then the name Randal was written according to Indonesian writing. Randal was no less surprised to see the difference.
"That's different," he murmured.
"Does your tribe live far away from our kingdom? Your writing is very different." Randal could not hide his astonishment.
"Jauuuhhhh. We're stranded in an entirely foreign world in a plane crash. And still haven't found a way home." Laras looked down sad.
For months they have been stranded from one foreign world to another. When can they find the right door to return to Indonesia?
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