THE AZMORA NATURAL WORLD
Chapter 2: Transparent Horses
After the incident that is beyond reason is a typhoon that takes them to a very foreign place. The condition of the eight teenagers is lying unconscious on the ground whose surface is quite hard. Whether it was the effect of the magical whirlwind or because they were both banged on the ground which made them all compact lost consciousness that second as well.
Shortly after, a girl who was none other than Ayara woke up from her unconsciousness, rose to a sitting position while holding her head that hurt. The girl hissed in pain as a result of the impact from the hard surface ground made her whole body become sick.
“What place, this? Why does it look so haunted - auw ssshh!” Ayara closed her eyes because her arm hurt because of a sprain. But in the end the beautiful girl opened her eyes again and began to circulate her gaze.
Coinciding with the beautiful manic eyeball of the 18-year-old girl, looking around where she was, her friends and her lover who were in a state of fainting, now their consciousness is rising. Just like Ayara, her friends displayed expressions of dazed and confused faces. What place is this? Why do they feel like they are in a world full of gripping and scary?
Alandrya the cowardly girl, biting her lower lip with her sudden pale face. Clearly, Alandrya was terrified as much as what kind of horrifying natural nuance the girl saw before her eyes. “K-why are we all here?! I'm scared!”
Rachael who cursed irritated because his whole body became sick because it had been thrown into other realms such as this nature. Rachael who saw Alandrya was struck by a great fear, until her body trembled, immediately took the initiative to crawl towards her best friend.
“Already, Lan. You don't need to be afraid like this, there are seven of us here with yourself. Okay?”
Alandrya whose tiny back was gently rubbed by Rachael, nodded her head slowly with her eyes fixed on Rachael's narrow eyes while the short-haired girl smiled at Alandrya Australa Aimee.
Keinze coughed small by holding his chest because of the sudden tightness due to being hit by one of the stones. “Anying, anying! You fucking wind! Really pain cave chest!”
Damien was busy cleaning dust from his jacket, looking at Keinze who was in pain as dense as the eyes endless continue to curse annoyed at the wind that after throwing himself even his seven friends in the afterlife. Damien immediately came to the young man.
“Cuy! It's okay, right?! Don't you run out of this you want to die?!” panicked Damien spoke to ngawur.
Keinze opened his eyes quickly and stared intently at his best friend who liked to talk when he was with him. “Otak lu peyang! Long time I sew your mouth let's like the demons in the horror film Ouija!”
Damien swallowed his saliva. “Rightly you're like a market thug! Kan me as a good friend and understanding, just want to ask the situation lo aja.”
“Nanya, hell! But from the question you already want me to let the nutmeg you use the rubble of the building!”
“Devil's Boy! Later if I experience bleeding in the head, how?!” ask Damien with a damper.
“Most also die.”
“Dajjal Sheet, lo!”
Antares, who had just regained consciousness from his stupor, began to invite his body to wake up. His head was so dizzy from hitting the ground that the surface was very hard, plus there were some gravel stones underneath the handsome young man sympathy. The man, who was about 18 years old and had a gray iris slanted eye, circulated his vision after the blur disappeared.
Antares remained silent let alone see the natural scenery of the dark forest gripping. ‘Where am I? Why is the forest so much different than the previous forest?’
As his head filled with many questions about this strange forest realm, Antares heard the moaning of the man next to him. It was Narthan, the young man who could not always display the smile was in pain as his leg was pierced by a small sharp object at the bottom of one of his jeans.
“Narthan!” With a sense of concern for his friend, Antares stood up to approach Narthan who was holding his left leg with a bloody wound.
Antares crouched down before Narthan and his head looked down at the small iron jab that had stuck over the eyes of his friend's feet until his blood had seeped. Antares turned to look at Narthan's sweaty face with a look of pain.
“Lo hold it down first, yes! Let me pull the prick out of your leg!” Antares, taking action, his right hand grasped a long sharp object of small size and then prepared to pull it out.
Cap !
“Akh!”
Antares threw away the sharp object that had managed to stab at Narthan's foot in any direction. Seeing his best friend's leg hollowed with fresh blood there, Antares agilely wanted to release his large backpack. “Eh! Where's my bag?!”
When after that, Antares remembered that his navy's big backpack he had placed in the bright forest before it was thrown by the wind into another realm. The handsome young man finally patted his eel with a clack. “Gosh! The bag is there, again! I can go back to the forest!”
“No problem, my leg is not too severe wound.” Narthan said that while covering his leg wound with the lower end of his jeans.
“But if you get air, you can get an infection! Are you sure it's okay?” ask Antares.
“Gak. If I close it, it will not get an infection. You don't have to worry.”
Antares smiled blandly. “OK if that is the case, let's here I help elo stand.”
Antares then, with a sense of true friendship, began to embrace Narthan's nape, while his other hand lifted Narthan's body slowly without hurry. On the other hand, Ayara who was still dazed by this terrible situation, the beautiful girl was visited by Eyndera who had short hair like Rachael only her model style was kinky.
“Hey, Ay? Is it okay?” eyndera asked as both hands held Ayara's two tiny shoulders.
“Thank God that you're okay. Uh, but what's your pretty face like Barbie's, so surprised?”
“Yes how am I not surprised, try? Seeing this forest that is so different from the forest that we came eight years ago, obviously I was shocked. Let alone the strange typhoon events that brought me, elo and others to the mystical forest like this.”
From the back end of the thick fog, they could catch the sound of the footsteps of horse boots on both their ears respectively. Narthan, who was trying to endure the pain in his leg, also heard the footsteps of the horse boots. Sounds like not just one horse, but more than one animal. Antares narrowed his eyes to see the thick fog which was quite far from him and his seven friends and one lover was Ayara Athaliya Arsyana.
“That voice, like a horse's footsteps, isn't it Dar? It's really strange that in this demon forest there is a horse,” babbles Keinze with a frown in wonder.
“Maybe yes. But if I were to prophesy, those horses would be the animals that saved eight humans like us,” sure Damien.
Alandrya who was still overwhelmed with fear, grasped the delicate white arm of Eyndera with a watchful face. Rachael, who was right next to him, hugged his timid soul mate to become calmer. While Ayara, the brave soul girl, squinted her two beautiful eyes together staring seriously.
“What are they going to do with us?” rachael asked curiously in English.
“If from his voice anyway, like the sound of footsteps horse shoes. And I hope they will be good with all of us according to Damien's prediction,” Ayara's response.
Rachael turned his head towards Ayara whose eyes were still in contact in the thick fog. “Ayara? Yeah where are there, evil horses just like humans? Everywhere, a horse-kayak animal is tame, not wild and wild like the animals in the Amazon forest of the United States.”
“It looks like you called the country wrong, deh. The truth is, the Amazon forest is located in Brazil, not the United States,” said Ayara confirmed the word Rachael without turning her head or glancing at her best friend who has short neck hair with a straight model.
Rachael patted his eel. “Nah, yes! That's my point.”
Now they are all no longer guessing who approached the eight teenagers who were misled in the forest gripping the nuances of this horror. There were clearly several horse beasts whose bodies were transparent like magical horses in the sinister dark forest.
“Huwaa! There's a ghost horse, Rac!!” pekik Alandrya reflex hugged tightly to Rachael with a body trembling as her fear was spurred again.
Rachael who gasped in shock at Alandrya who clenched her body tightly, immediately returned the embrace of her best friend who had a sideways bangs on her forehead. Ayara stared intensely at the eight transparent horses that had now stopped stepping when they had been near them despite being a few centimeters away.
“Your destination is coming here, what?” ayara asked the eight animals, and marginalized them to understand the human language of the beautiful adult girl.
“It's crazy, it's child one. Do they understand the language?” muttered Eyndera looked at Ayara whose courage was gathered boldly.
“We are here to help the eight of you get out of this man-made forest.”
The eyes of the eight humans were wide with perfect shock and even the eyeballs narrowed when they heard from one of the horses in the middle row answering like a human voice in general, moreover, heard using the tone of the Mezzo Soprano is the voice of a mature female tone.
Damien gulped his saliva with a cold sweat that seeped from his forehead into the temples of his eyes. “S-since when did God create horses can talk human cakes?! Where the shape is transparent, again!”
“Talkan me pulaaaaang!! I don't want to be here, huhuhu!” alandrya shouted in tears while still hugging Rachael's body without any intention of letting go, even her fear had not disappeared.
“Forgiving us, we cannot take you home or back to your place before you are all thrown here because of the curse of the book,” the horse replied in a sad tone.
Alandrya stopped roaring in tears and turned towards the transparent horse for his words just now. Eyndera who was still squatting position both knees feet touch the ground, now stand up staring at the horse.
“Only because of the curse book that my best friend read without knowing it would be like this, we can not go back?! The real dong!” wrath Eyndera.
Ayara rubbed Eyndera's shoulders to ease her wrath on the transparent horse. “Lo shouldn't upset him.” Ayara then looked at the horse who was able to talk like a human in general. “Why can't we go back to where we came before? Have I made a fatal mistake so you guys can't easily return us eight from this forest?”
The other horse exhaled from its mouth by shaking its head while closing its eyes. “You must not accuse us that we used the curse spell. Everything is from the actions of the witch who was around this forest area.”
“Lah! That one can also talk?!” heboh Damien accused one transparent horse whose voice was different from that of the horse.
“Commonly time, Dar! Norak actually lo just denger horse can talk!” reprimand Keinze.
Antares fused his eyebrows by staring intently at the second horse which spoke in detail but sounded puzzling. “What magician do you mean? In this forest there is a witch?”
The horse that was talking about the witch, nodded its head. “Absolutely. We better discuss it together later, now you come with us. We will take you to a safer place.”
The eight transparent horses emit a very bright light that is able to illuminate the eyes of the eight adults aged 18 years, they so much do not want their eyes exposed to light radiation, he said, directly protecting her with one arm each.
After that glaring yellow light beam had disappeared, the eight adults simultaneously, removed his arm from his eye view. Their secure heart is like being struck by a thunderbolt, seeing the transparent horse animals become twin human figures such as Ayara, Antares, Rachael, Keinze, Alandrya, Damien, Eyndera, and others, and Narthan. Only the difference is that they are transformed into human figures like the eight of them, wearing clean white clothes.
The eight of them gawked in disbelief at what they saw before these eyes. It was unexpected that the horse that turned into a human figure, very similar to the look of their faces as well as their ideal body posture. Those who have been thrown into the dark and turbulent nuances of nature due to the fault of one Ayara, is reading the writings orally from a silver book which apparently is a curse, a curse, hope that what they see is a hallucination or just a dream.
ANW To be Continued »