The Devil's Legs Upside
The Savior

Five days in prison, the warden suddenly let us go. We then face down to the police chief. I thought our sentence would be decided, but it turned out that we were acquitted of all charges. I can't believe I saw such a drastic change in the situation. I tried to ask the police chief, but he buried his head in annoyance, then drove us out of the room.

Outside the room we were increasingly astonished, suddenly there was someone who claimed from the international government to take us to the hotel he had prepared. He told us that tomorrow we would be sent back to our own country. I can't believe our prisoner status changed that fast, what happened? But because fatigue overcame our curiosity, we finally went straight to the hotel and rested.

That night at the hotel, we found out everything. This happened after we were able to access the internet and telephone to contact our families. It turns out that in cyberspace today is horrendous with the emergence of a video that shows all the events that occurred in the Bridge, on the day of the tragedy. The video is dozens of hours long, revealing the whole horrific incident, of a Bridge worker being killed and thrown into the sea by a skinny female creature with her legs turned upside down, from the point of view of CCTV. How surprised we were to see the CCTV video, who spread this video? I didn't even think of using CCTV video. No.. What makes me more curious is, Who and How did I take the video?

We search further on the Internet, delving deeper into that information from news sites or private websites. There we discovered the fact that the video was uploaded three days ago simultaneously in the morning, strange! Even more astounding and make our hair all goosebumps is the news about an Bridge worker, who came to the police station the day after, to submit a piece of video cassette as well as a report ‘Pre-drilling’. The problem is, all major police stations, not only in the city of Dwaraka, but all over the country of India, claimed to be visited by different workers, on the same day! Which worker?

That night I ran out of the hotel and went back to the police station where we were being held. Julia, Lim and Gagan certainly followed me because they were so curious. Whoever it was, they saved us, by copying the CCTV video and spreading it en masse. I didn't even think that far, I was wondering who did it.

Arriving at the police station, the police chief informed him that a woman named Abeba was carrying all the documents and videos. I can't believe my body is horrified, especially Lim who currently holds the Abeba ID Card from the police. We repeatedly asked the police and the police confirmed that it was true that the person who delivered the video and the report was the one whose photo was posted on ID Card, Abeba. Of course we know where he is now. The pieces of his body, now must have been buried at the bottom of the sea.

The four of us sat quietly on the chair, clashing with each other, still unable to escape the horrors we felt at this moment. Lim, who does not believe in all this, opens his laptop and surfs the internet again. He must have been curious half-dead, there was no way that Abeba, who had become a corpse, who had his neck cut off in front of me at that time, came back to life and delivered all the videos and documents, all the police stations in India? Lim tried to dig up information about the sender of the video and documents at another police station.

From the internet we know other horrible facts, that there are about hundreds of pieces of video and documents scattered throughout India along with hundreds of ID Cards of workers who have died Bridge with different names. It was as if all the dead workers were flocking to the police station, to save us.

I don't really believe in miracles, but I don't know what to say about them.

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The car that will take us to the airport does not go, the driver does not go into the car. I tried to close my eyes, hoping that my brain would stop thinking and sleep like Lim and Julia.

There must be a group of people who survived the Bridge who knew all about it and were intentional about saving us. Yeah, a group of people, because according to another police station, the one who sent the video and the report was different. And again, when we asked, they also confirmed that the person on the ID Card photo was the one who delivered the video and the report.

A thousand times I thought there would still be no logical explanation, how all that could happen. There's no way that all those dead Bridge workers came back to life, and they took the video and the report to all the police stations in India, right? Even what I experienced during my work in the Bridge was also illogical, dealing with a demon whose legs were turned upside down, meeting the gods of ancient Indians even the current events, all of which made no sense.

Instantly I was reminded of that God, Khrisna, a handsome man dressed in all gold. Maybe he did all this, I murmured. It is not wrong, though I do not believe in Gods, but only he can do all this majesty, with a flick of his finger. Although I do not believe in the teachings of religion in India, but to me he is an angel messenger of God sent to save me.

I was shocked, the glass I was leaning against was knocked on by someone from outside the car. I squinted my eyes trying to focus on looking at the window. To my surprise, a man dressed in royal clothes and an all-golden makhota waved at me from outside the car. The man smiled as he plucked his finger, and as usual a miracle appeared. All around our car came hundreds of white lights. Slowly the light turned into a silhouette of the deceased Pavilion workers.

My tears instantly broke when I saw the silhouettes of the light of Abeba, Mr. Dennis, Old Man James, and Mr. Xoliza smiled at me. So right, they're the ones who delivered all those CCTV documents and videos? It's impossible, right?  But if that's true, I. I. I hugged Julia who was asleep and continued to kiss her head while shedding tears.

“Huh ... Dimas, what happen? Why are you crying?” (Huh... Why Dimas? Why are you crying?) said Julia while steeping. He seemed to wake up because I kept kissing his head.

“Uh... ummm nothing..” (Uh.... It's okay...)

“Silly ..” (Stupid...) Julia then kissed me, making my sadness disappear instantly. “Stop being a cry baby for a second, will you?!” (Stop being a crybaby for a second, can you?!) Ledek.

I chuckled, the same words that I had spoken to her at the Bridge, and she replied with a sweet smile. Then quickly I wipe my tears “Don’t worry.. It’s all over, we are going home now” (Don't worry .. It's over, we'll go home)

Julia laughed a little. “Are you going to take me to Indonesia?” (Are you taking me to Indonesia?)

I smile happily “Of course.. I’ll introduce you to my mom” (Sure .. I will introduce you to my mom).

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