
MORNING ~ SCHOOL.
Rafael was bowing his head on the table before a pair of hands came touching his shoulder. He quickly looked up. His eyes were red, his hair was messy, and his face looked sour like a lime.
Looking at who touched him, Rafael again bowed his head. He feels dizzy.
At the end of this Rafael only sleep for 3 or 4 hours a night. It all happened due to the strange terror that always haunts him. And the longer it feels real. However, until now Rafael still considers this all just a nightmare or imagination alone.
"Don't think of me, you're not the boss of what? where do you want to sleep!. "
"That's why the eyes do not dry up the heat El, the eyes also need rest. "
Gibran put his butt in the seat next to where Raphael was sitting.
"Where does the face look so cool again. "
Rafael growled softly. The pain in his head is still felt. Even worse than before. Meanwhile, the class that was quite quiet now transformed into an impromptu market that sells fish.
Rafael could no longer continue his sleep. In fact, it has not been up to 5 minutes he closed his eyes.
"El, I met Farrel outside. He nyariin you. He said when to turn futsal. "
The sound of Natasha crashing the table made Rafael surprised. He also pinched his temple.
Rafael just remembered. Since he worked, futsal excul activity never once he attended. not only futsal, but also basketball club.
Actually Gibran also followed the excul followed by Rafael. Because his face looks handsome, he was also quite popular among schools.
"You sick El? how pale is that? "ask tasha.
"the least sleep bag, just look at his eyes & kea panda that. " Trait of Gibran
"gue is not the same as Lo anjr. "
Actually Rafael really wants to tell what he experienced during this whole week. Right since they worked at that bar. Also, about the sightings he had seen inside the toilet.
But he abandoned his intention. Rafael thinks "I told you, even make them more worried dong! What can they do anyway? The problem will not be solved even if I tell the story. "
"After all, it's a delusion! That demon just doesn't exist! there is no such thing as a spirit. " Raphael murmured in the heart.
As Rafael turned around to think about all those things, he suddenly remembered something. "Why didn't I find out on the Internet? But my brain where to be this stupid. "
Rafael immediately reached into his bag in the drawer.he took his phone stored there. Rafael immediately browsing about the bar where he worked and the school where he studied.
As for his school information, no one knew. It was as if nothing had ever happened at this school.
Rafael's head is getting heavy. He felt something strange, very strange. His eyes told him to close. Rafael also stretched the muscles of his hands and neck.
Krekka...
The voice sounded softly in Rafael's ear and straightened his body. As time went on, Rafael began to feel something was wrong.
His shoulders feel heavy. It was as if an object or body was riding on his shoulders with a load of tens of kilos.
Rafael stared at the clock on his wrist half-eight. The needle in his hand looks faint, as if it has four twins. The excitement and noise like the market had suddenly changed.
The bell sounded, echoing as if it were in a long hallway. Rafael looked around his classroom. His friend sat straight without the slightest movement. They were all facing towards the whiteboard in front.
No one was joking and joking. Silent silence. Rafael raises the shoulder. "Something seems strange?. "
Rafael smelled something fishy. He felt a little breathless. The stench seemed to be deliberately clumping in front of his nose. He almost choked and vomited. However, it did not do when he heard the rhythm of the sound of shoes that echoed from the school corridor.
That's Ms. Dian. He still remembers today's first lesson was chemical physics. But one that he doesn't understand. Why can his friends sit so sweet and calm like that, as if they are hypnotized.
El looked to the side and behind his seat. "Lohs... Gibran where? Where is Natasha? how come they don't exist?. " Rafael felt the palpation of the seat beside him.
5 Minutes before it was clear he still remembered when the gibran touched his shoulder and disturbed his sleep. Then Natasha came to tell him that Farrel was looking for him. That proves that they were still nearby. "Are they going to the cafeteria? how can you not invite me?. "
Mum Dian sat sweetly in her chair. Unlike usual, the 28-year-old teacher scratched his long hair. Usually, he always carried his hair back with a rather high roll.Even the teacher did not say good morning.
Miss Dian wrote something on the whiteboard. Raphael frowned. He can't see clearly. His head was throbbing fast. It feels like it just wants to break when you hear the sound of swiping nails that make pain.
A wrenching taste, Making his teeth very grateful. Rafael looked for the origin of the sound. It turns out that the source came from Bu Dian.
Raphael could only gulp when he saw his teacher writing using his fingernails. The silent atmosphere made the scratch even louder and echoing. As if pricking a prick into the eardrum.
Suddenly Rafael heard the sound of water dripping. It's like it's raining down there and making the classroom roof leak. That voice sounded very close. He also looked.
Rafael. The classroom floor that originally looked clean and fragrant now turned dirty and horrible.
Water seeped from the roof, Mossy walls, scattered paper, along with whiteboards filled with scribbles and dirty palms in black.
The bench turned worn and weathered. And his friends including Bu Dian had disappeared somewhere. He looked around. Rafael twisting his body . This class is empty.
Rafael. He rubbed both of his eyes. Surely there was no one in this class but him. Raphael got up from his seat. He checked the class conditions carefully.
Rafael stepped forward by one step. Feels weird. As he moved his legs, he felt something sticky. Rafael realized that it was blood that filled the floor with a stifling fishy smell.
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