Travel Stories
What does this mean??!

Terry has begun to feel regret about his decision to stay. Mr.'s entourage. Alfons had already left a while ago, and perhaps by this time, they were already approaching the airport and preparing to return to America. Previously, considering his boss was promising a very large service money for him and Debora, one of Mr. nurses. Alfons, to stay here and wait for "the voodoo guy" to come back from whatever he's doing, he wants to do it. But it's been almost 5 hours, and the man hasn't been seen.

"Deb, are you awake?"

The young woman who is currently engrossed with a sophisticated mobile phone in her hand looked up. Her pretty face looks cheerful.

"Calm down, Terry. We just have to wait a little while longer until the guy comes along. Why do you look so tense?" he said when he saw the man he had known since taking care of the large conglomerate it seemed so agitated. "We don't have to stay here forever. Anyway, have you check how much boss pay us for stay behind?"

"Nope. I told Mr. Alfons to send the money to my mother. She needs it more than I do. I don't know why, I feel so uncomfortable. It's as if something very dangerous is watching us" he replied.

The woman sighed while sneering. This colleague had served in the interior on an anti******* mission that ended tragically. His teammates died one by one as a result of hunting from the flock******* which they were supposed to hunt. Terry barely even survived it and apparently, it left a mark on him.

"Please calm down, Terry, it's not like we're on a war mission or anything.." Deborah said softly.

But the sturdy man due to his routine training did not retaliate. He did not even heed the webbed tones of ridicule. From that time on, he had always relied on his instincts to survive. And at this time, his instincts told him to quickly move and leave this place without looking back.

Seeing the man seem increasingly tense, Debora stood up from the chair she was sitting in and approached the man and thrust her phone.

"Check this out, bro. Boss transferred almost a million dollars to my account! Can you imagine that?"

What, one million dollars for staying a bit longer in this middle of nowhere?

Damn it, I really need to get out of here!

"Yeah, maybe I'm being too paranoid, Deb. Sorry, and thank you for your support. I go to the toilet first." Terry said calmly.

His experience in the army taught him to calm down as conditions grew more suspicious. He decided to take care of his life. It's free to have a million dollars if you can't even enjoy it. Although he did not know what was going to happen, he decided to prepare for whatever was coming. His move strengthened as his alertness increased to the highest level. The semi-automatic pistol neatly mounted behind the suit he was wearing was unlocked and ready for use. He chooses to kill if necessary. Slowly, he moved and hid himself. The location he is hiding from will be able to provide good visibility and if something happens, he will be able to keep Debbora from danger. If his instincts were wrong, it would be good, but he didn't want to take any chances.

Shortly after, the man returned. From his hiding place, Terry could see that the man was not at all interested in opening an envelope containing checks whose value he might not be able to spend it. He simply threw the envelope and then took out the bottle, which, although Terry had previously believed was made of jade, was now dull brown, and put it on the check table. It's just, the thing that happened next, really made Terry unable to even move.

The Madre de Dios!!!

A silent scream echoed to Terry's mind as the figure of the man seemed to try to tear his own skin apart. His blood flowed down from the wound made by the hand which now seemed to have a nail as sharp as a scalpel, revealing the body of the gilig encased in hard scales, who slowly stretched himself until his head almost touched the ceiling of the house. Waving his human skin, the creature, now in the form of a human-headed snake, immediately grabbed Deborah who was stunned and seemed only able to scream hysterically at the horror that appeared before her when the figure attacked and buried his teeth into her neck, then wrapped around his strong body, wrapping around the body of the poor woman. While outside, Terry trembles uncontrollably in terror, which leaves him unable to do anything but whisper endless prayers as the crackling of broken bones continues to be heard from inside the tiny house. The poor woman could not even scream as all the fluid in her body was squeezed tightly by the monstrous creature and poured into a dull bottle, which grew longer, longer and longer, as the liquid brought Deborah's life into it, it made the bottle glow in a beautiful green color.

When it appears that the bottle is full again, the creature loosens the twists of its body, dropping Deborah's mutilated body to the ground. Only, it seemed that the woman had not completely died. The demon dragged the half-dead body out of the house and somehow, its position was clearly visible from where Terry was hiding. Then, the creature began to bite and eat Deborah's flesh regardless of the miserable moans that emerged from the woman's mouth. Seeing this terrible scene, Terry's nerves can no longer survive. Slowly, the world darkened as consciousness began to leave him. His piece of hope depended on the thread of prayer that he did not want to escape, although the soft whisper that made his bones shiver in great fear flashed clearly in his mind.

"Honey the agreement is only one to replace one. I will definitely enjoy eating your soul and flesh more than the filthy body of this whore. Huh, what a pity..."

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The storm could not calm itself. Everything he has seen so far is perfectly normal. He was even reckless to cast an inner spell in search of any dark entities or anomalies that might have emerged from this place, but so far, so far, all he got was a faint feeling of the presence of a powerful dark force, but it was unclear where it was located. And no matter how hard he tried, the young man was unable to find anything. Inj really frustrates him. While he did not have the guts to ask Kay, or Ray, who is currently busy joking with Andini while enjoying the dinner they ordered with the previous online service. In fact, looking at the three of them who were facing their dishes, Typhoon felt that there was a strong awkwardness, but he could not find the strangeness at all.

Damn, what the hell is going on in this place???

Over time, the Typhoon continued to sink into endless frustration, trying to calm itself. He never used to ignore his own feelings, but he was unable to find anything, until finally he chose to assume his feelings were affected by many things and in particular, he was unable to find anything, the incident of the magical energy explosion some time ago was what affected him. It's just, Andini's carefree speech is like hitting his head with a sledgehammer.

"Sir Rayna, from earlier eat rice and side dishes are not exhausted anyway? Teach dong how, it can be efficient. Buy food, not eat it!"

"Andin, away!" he shouted as the young man's hand suddenly moved with a rapid rhythmic pattern, forming a series of mudras. The ringing of the mantras splashed in his consciousness began to ignite nature in the joy of the occult feast, shaking the little house in a rapidly accumulating earthquake of astral energy. Although a moment of unwillingness appeared when the beautiful figure in front of him was stunned in a fear that seemed obvious, Typhoon strengthened his heart and continued his steps.

"STOP, BOY!!!"

But not yet finished the series of incantations spoken, the young man's consciousness was interrupted by a scream that seemed to explode in his ear, breaking his concentration and negating his strength, when suddenly, another young man's figure appeared before him. Having a makeup similar to her, the young man's face had a demonic good looks mixed with an alluring angel charm. Standing looming in front of him, the young man's hand looked like it was holding empty air, which it seemed, he was doing so to prevent the Typhoon from doing anything.

"Come to people's homes, and attack the owner of the house. Where's your manners, boy?!" his grunt was sharp as he stared at the Typhoon who was constantly trying to break free from the restraints.

"Damn. Let go of me, Satan!!!" the Typhoon is upset. He became even more inflamed when he realized that none of his efforts had worked.

"You are the devil! Your mother's a demon, your father's a demon, your whole family's a demon! No manners! Guests, attack the owner of the house, still maki-maki! You wanna die, boy?" jolt Arborite wrath. The air began to crackle in a terrifying pressure as her normally beautiful and black hair gleamed, starting to weave in the groove of terrifying waves of power.

Duh Gusti Prince, give me the power to erase this evil, lamented Typhoon inwardly when he realized that the inflamed figure in front of him was unable to hurt.

"Your gundhul crime! Gusti Prince is also not as arbitrary as you are! Do you think we're all evil? Hiiih, maybe you really need to be a spirit to know what it feels like!!!"

Oh, my God, how strong is this thing? He can hear my thoughts!

The cyclone is really desperate. This figure in front of him was really strong. The pressure he put out could really make him unable to move. It was as if his body was being overstressed with an iron slab weighing hundreds of kilos. This time it seems really bad. The ringing of Andini's hysterical cry mixed with Rayna's clear tone that asked the figure to stop hurting her, I heard, but the Typhoon was really unable to last any longer. The pressure of this person's strength was truly terrifying...

Only, just before his consciousness collapsed, a crackling sound that resembled the sound of a slap was heard, being acted out a whistling sound and grumbling and scolding rang out and raised the intense pressure that almost crushed him.

"Damn, Kay! You hit me! What do you mean, boy?!"

"You're still doing as you please, Bo! If it is already yes, the persistence of playing aggressively people! Old fool!"

"Yes, Abo. I love bully young people. Huh, cemen!"

"Lha, I'm welcome to you, Ray, again! How did you get angry?!"

"Yeeeee, just ugly Abo! Wicked! Bully man!"

What the hell does this mean???

And the quarrel continued, and now it was even added to the ringing of laughter from Andini?

Not understanding what really happened, Typhoon tried to rise. But it seems that the oppression that came from the figure called Abo really caused serious consequences for him. Typhoon collapsed and almost fell. It was fortunate that another figure caught up and balanced himself.

"Sit down, Bro. Calm yourself and sit down first. Abo that fool is very strong, but he is not evil. I'll answer everything you want to know, but you need to calm down, okay?"

The cyclone was a bit stunned to hear this. It seems that this Kay is not at all simple...

Damn, trapped in the condition let alone me this....