
The sound of slow gurgling could be heard from both sides of Desta's lips. His eyes opened slowly. The other two people who were there sighed in relief—especially the mother.
“Did anyone get sick? Or dizzy?”
Desta shook his head slowly. Dean—si the questioner nodded, his hand moving to prescribe some medicine and vitamins for Desta to take.
“Nih, drunk huh? Just the same vitamins as heat-lowering. You can tell me if there is something that makes you uncomfortable.”
Desta nodded slowly. Dean immediately said goodbye after he was done with his examination. The mother moved to take him to the front door.
“Nak, is there something wrong with Desta?” Dean nodded slowly while smiling faintly.
“Nothing. Desta was just an ordinary fever, the cause was likely because he was too shocked by something. Maybe later you can ask yourself to Desta”
Mother Desta nodded. Then drive him back to the front of the house.
A few minutes later, Desta's mother returned to her daughter's room. He saw that Desta was daydreaming, looking blankly at the blanket he was wearing.
“Eat first yuk? It's eight and a half. Want to eat downstairs or mommy bring to the room?”
Desta shook his head slowly. “Ntar yes bun? All waiting for dad”
“Yaudah, but you change clothes first? No need to shower”
Desta nodded slowly. He remembered that he had not yet taken a shower. Suddenly, the shadow of the picture of the bathroom full of blood was again twisted. Desta still shuddered a little when he saw her. He doesn't like to see blood. Just don't like—some sort of feel uncomfortable and disgusted when you see blood that blisters, but not to the point of having a phobia.
“Bun.. try mommy bathroom check in your room”.
The mother stared in wonder at him. “really why?”
“Papa. Try the check first, huh? Pleasee”
Ela nodded then moved to look at the bathroom as her son wished. About five minutes later, he returned to Desta's room.
“Mother's bathroom is nothing, clean. Why the hell?”
Desta shook his head slowly. “Tadi no cockroach hehe”
The mother nodded slowly. She knew that her daughter was lying, but she had better shut up. Waiting for her daughter to tell her own story seems better.
“Yaudah, change clothes first there. Dad will be home soon, we will eat together”
Desta gave a small smile and then began to move towards the closet. He was a bit shrewd when he stood up. Dizziness began to run his head as he stood up which made his mother somewhat worried about him.
“Pelan-pelan Destaa.here aja you, mother takein you clothes” Desta clearly shook her head. Didn't want to make her mother bother having to be like this when she just had a normal fever.
“No need to bun, ak—“
“Udah do not need to ngeyel. That's also the head don't shake it don't be careless. Later dislot”
Desta chuckled softly. Her mother is too much. He went to the closet, picked up a pair of nightgowns and gave them to his daughter.
“Nih, mother wait below yes. If still dizzy mending in the room later mother bring food here”
Clutch
Desta's room door closed slowly. Desta immediately changed clothes because the roar of his father's car had been heard outside the house.
**
Tringg tringg tringg
The sound of iron clashing with each other was heard greeting Andi's sense of hearing. He gasped when he realized he was in the same tunnel he had dreamed of.
Andi tried to calm herself down. "It's just a dream, it's just a dream, it's just a dream". The sentence was repeated over and over again as a tranquilizer. However, the previous dream was very unpleasant and he hoped that in this dream, nothing strange happened.
Tringg tringg tringg
Unfortunately, the voice was heard again to invite curiosity in Andi. His mind told him to stay still, but his body was already moving following his curiosity.
Tring trinng tringg
Why is that sound so far away? Did Andi take the wrong path? Andi chose to turn around, trying to find the voice to the other side of the tunnel. Bamboo torches are the only source of light. It was true that the sound became increasingly close, but Andi turned to the end of the tunnel. And it's just a dead end. The end of the tunnel is a solid wall of neatly arranged rock. The stone walls were mossy and damp. Lama Andi stood there, observing the details of each side of the wall, but nothing he got.
Andi then turned around, walking away from the wall. Stay away from the source of the iron sound. The further Andi steps from the wall, the less distance between torches installed. Eve here is cold, different from the air she felt in the previous dream.
Tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk
The sound of his footsteps broke the silence. Until he arrived at the tunnel. Andi decided to take the left lane, slowly trailing it in silence as a companion of his journey.
At the end of the tunnel, Andi saw two doors lined up. One door is made of iron while the other is made of wood. Andi was actually reluctant to open one of those doors, considering that she had previously met a crazy floating head wrapped around her. But then again, her curiosity had defeated fear. He slowly opened the door from the iron first.
Blank. There was only darkness in it, but the sounds of groans of pain, moans and cries for help were heard so clearly from within. Andi hurriedly closed the door. His heart is beating abnormally. That sound is so creepy. It felt like he was looking at a head-on speech even though he only heard his voice.
Andi turned towards the wooden door. His hand held the doorknob, but he did not open it at all. His courage was not as much as it had been.
*ckekk
Kriett*
The door finally opened as well. Inside there was only a small room with a few torches attached to its wall, as if highlighting a young man tied to a chair with scratches all over his body. And if Andi was more observant, he could see if the young man's foot was on the nail on the floor where he stood. The young man looked miserable, his lips uttering a sentence without a sound.
“Please... forest.. nail... die..”.
Andi was unable to clearly catch the movement of the young man's mouth. Only a few vocabulary words that he managed to understand because of the dim circumstances surrounding.
“*Please... i.”.
BRAKKK*
The door suddenly closed itself. Andi who panicked then banged on the door. Crashing his own body towards the door, intending to smash into it. Several times he tried, but the door was not open at all until Andi remembered that this was just a dream.
Andi broke her coarse hair and then walked away from there. He had to check the other tunnel, hoping to find a way out of this dream. But, choosing to go there did not seem like a good choice Andi.
Something is waiting there.