The Devil's Legs Upside
Congraday?
We continued our journey until we reached the Production Platform. Gagan immediately appeared and hugged me. I asked him where the Arab was. Gagan directly pointed towards the Well-head Platform bridge.
On the Well-head Platform bridge, a Pretni wriggled on the floor of the bridge, then transformed into a figure that resembled the Arab man. Pretni got up and looked hard at the four of us. Lim and Julia looked terrified at the change, the same kind of change I saw in Abeba. The man must not believe my words, he must have chosen to approach the Well-head Platform because there was a rumbling sound of people gathered there. Foolish fool.I snorted inwardly.
Julia then aimed the gun at the first, but I asked. Pretni seemed to be just roaring loudly, without moving a single bit towards us. Making use of that, I immediately ran towards the Production Platform gate and closed it. Even from there I could still hear the roar of the crowd inside Well-head. I can't imagine how things are going in there. What I have to say now is that hopefully the little speed-boat key of the Arab man was not swallowed by the Pretni.
After the gate closed, the four of us immediately ran to the Production Platform pier. There was a small speed-boat ship, white in color. I immediately jumped into the wheel, checking if the Speed-boat key was there. I smiled happily…
“It’s here! let’s g... AHHHHH!!” (There! Come pseud... AHHHH!!)
BRUAAK BYUUUURRR
I let my guard down. Something came out of the water and pulled my shirt from behind until I fell into the sea. I screamed thrashing in the water, trying to escape, but the creature's grip was so strong. I tried to turn my body around, about to beat Pretni who pulled me. But when I managed to turn, all I saw was a white mist that was sweeping all over my body. Now that I could no longer hold my breath, the seawater entered my nose and mouth slowly. My eyes are getting dark…
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My body felt so cold, like it was touching with ice. The cold spreads from the feet and slowly travels to the crowns. Does this feel like dying? I want to open my eyes, but I can't. I'm really dead, aren't I? Oh my God, if it's my destiny I'm resigned, I've done everything I can. At least I managed to save Lim, Gagan, and Julia. Lord please save those who are still alive there, take care of them, my friends…
Suddenly something warm touched my right shoulder. The warmth spread throughout the body, removing the cold that was blanketed earlier, to make me open my eyes…
“HAHHHHH!!!”
I screamed as loud as I could, my breath as if it had been strangled. Yes, I was like being strangled, unable to breathe due to drowning in the sea. But where am I now?
In front of me, the vast blue sky stretched out with the light of the morning sun shining brightly. My eyes were so relieved, after a few hours of making out with the darkness of the Bridge, I now saw a bright light. Then I looked down. My feet did not tread! I'm floating above the air. Under me, I could see the Bridge so small, I was hovering above the sky, it seemed like I was really dead.
Then my right shoulder was like being electrocuted, oh, that warm feeling earlier. I was surprised, there was a man, who was also floating, sticking his left hand on my right shoulder.
The man was so handsome, wearing a royal shirt and a golden crown. Because of that golden color, the sunlight reflected on him and made him like a glow. Her skin was so clean, her body was bigger and taller than mine. Her hand wearing a gold bracelet touched my shoulder, as if giving her warm energy to my body.
The man smiled at me, but I didn't. It was clearly my angel of death. I immediately tried to let go of her hand that was attached to my shoulder. But I could not raise his hand even with both hands. In fact, his palm just stuck to my shoulder, not grasping it. The man kept smiling as he shook his head, hinting that I would not pull his hand.
My face was pouting miserably, I was dead. I feel like I want to cry but I can't, so this is what it's like to die? I sat down, watching the bridge that looked just as big as an orange in my eyes, imagining how their fate was as quiet as mine, Lim, Gagan…
Then the man spoke to me. His voice was so soft and melodious, yet in Indian. Is it because I died in India that my angel of death also speaks Indian? I really don't understand what he's saying. His right hand then turned to the front. I turned to the direction he pointed, I could vaguely see the main island, the city of Dwarka complete with the crowd.
Then he took me flying forward, across the beach and the changed city of Dwarka. I can feel my body flying, over that settlement. The more I darted forward the more changed the scenery I saw. Suddenly I was confronted by a forest with all sorts of animals, but I never remembered there was a forest there before, I don't know. Am I taking him to hell?
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A few minutes passed, we continued to fly. Maybe now I'm in the middle of India, I don't know. Then I saw a large hill, more like a towering small mountain. At the foot of the hill was a simple village whose houses were made of bamboo and wood. Then we landed there, I finally touched the ground after a long time.
The man pointed towards the big hill.
“Govardan” said with a smile.
But I didn't understand what he meant, I didn't know what he meant and what he meant to bring me here. The man then led me to the village. I I couldn't do anything else following him, The man seemed to be controlling me by continuously sticking his left hand to my right shoulder.
The two of us arrived near a house on the edge of the village. On the street near the house there were a lot of small children and villagers passing by, and in the house there was a curly-haired little boy playing with his mother.
At first glance it looks so peaceful atmosphere at that time, but suddenly cloud cloud cloud over them. It rained, along with thousands of black shadows that descended from the sky. The shadows came down to the ground and turned into a creature…
“PRETNI??!!!” My screams are so loud.
I kept my mouth shut, I didn't think I could talk. I then turned to look at the man, now he looks a little moody.
Thousands of pretni then began to prey on and kill the villagers who crowded the streets. The little boy and the old man he ate alive, in the same way that I saw in the Bridge, as we do. Then, they began to change shape to resemble the inhabitants, with their legs turned upside down, and entered into the village. They used the disguise to trick the other villagers and kill them. Pretni-pretni was knocking on the door of every house, and of course the owner of the house will open it because he resembles one of the citizens of known money. That's how they finish off one by one the villagers.
Luckily, the curly-haired little boy was immediately brought into the house by his mother. And even though the pretni was already disguised as one of the citizens, the mother did not want to open the door. When the pretni-pretni was about to finish off the entire village, suddenly the curly-haired little boy came out of his house. Miraculously he managed to defeat one of the pretni who knocked on the door of his house earlier. The curly-haired little boy hit Pretni with his tiny hand, turned her back into a black shadow and swallowed the shadow round and round into his mouth. I rubbed my eyes to see the phenomenon.
The curly-haired little boy then ran into the village and defeated one by one Pretni until there was nothing left, in the same way. After all Pretni had been sucked, he then walked out of the village.
My mouth was gawking at what such a small child was doing, I turned back to the man, seemingly laughing at my confusion. The man no longer spoke, maybe this time he understood that I did not understand Indian. This time I understood a little what this man wanted, he was about to tell me the origin of the pretni, by taking me to the past.