Travel Stories
He Does Like to Be Crunchy When Joking

Somehow, Kay suddenly returned to this place. The last thing she remembered was Rayna's gentle figure forcing her to calm the anger she felt and suddenly, when she opened her eyes, it was this vast, beautiful meadow that greeted her. Inevitably, Kay recalled the last experience she had in this place. The place where he finally tried to accept himself.

Stretching as wide and as far as the view, the golden-colored green grass swayed harmoniously in the gentle caress of the wind, giving rise to the illusion as if these grass stems were running around and playing cheerfully. While the towering grass flower, looks like ballet dancers who are carrying great colossal art, moving with the sweet symphony of the composition of the universe. Although the sun was nowhere to be seen, this vast field was bright and warm, indeed giving a memory of the warmth of a mother's embrace, which almost disappeared from Kay's field of taste.

"My offer still hasn't changed, Kay. You can stay here as long as you like..."

Hearing this voice, Kay chuckled softly. Without even looking at it, he knew who had that soft, seductive voice. One of the 'brothers' who was born with him, Supiah, the tricky master aka the deceiver had already appeared.

"Thank you for your offer, Bro, but my answer will still be the same as before." Kay chuckled. He is conscious and fully understood, although the world is painful and contains a variety of tortures wrapped in worldly honey, running is not an answer.

"I share everything with you too, Kay. Me and all the other brothers feel whatever you feel. Are you sure you don't want me or Angkara to take your place?" said the figure who had been sitting next to him since when it was soft, but Kay again chuckled, although the blanket of sadness did not manage to hide perfectly.

"Really, I thank you for your good intentions, but I'm sure, everything will be fine." Kay replied softly.

Actually, this is what he felt. The outburst of emotion from his chatter with Typhoon helped him to understand reality better. Help him to become convinced of what path and destiny awaits him. Awakening him to the responsibility he has to bear. Finally he can accept and understand the possibility of why there is a strange anomaly like him appearing in the human world, why God allows strange creatures like himself to appear. Kay threw herself on the ground, enjoying a moment of comfort she rarely felt.

Seeing the calmness that appeared on the face full of that gentle smile, Supiah smiled as well. His figure began to fade as a part of him melted with the body lying quietly on the ground.

"I'm happy for you, Kay. Play here often. You haven't met your brother and sister. When you can master yourself, they'll show up..."

Supiah's voice was like the gentle whisper of the wind that I had gotten up to, reacting like a soft canticle that melted and calmed Kay's mind. Sending it back to the real world from this piece of land clad in beauty.

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Damn it, these people, what the hell is difficult to move into the room what is it. The faint person was left on the terrace, Kay said in her heart, though another voice within her appeared and immediately denied this ridiculous thought, leaving her a little amused.

Well, at least still given a blanket, clumsy Kay's mind while standing, folding the blanket and then moving into the house. The determination reflected in the move never existed before It seems, not just the understanding Kay got from Supiah. The figure that previously looked gloomy and seemed to withdraw from the world was no longer visible to him. As if part of the nature and capacity of Supiah has fused and complement the figure of Kay. Although it seemed, even Kay herself was unaware of it. The young man sauntered quietly, preparing to face the day with everything he had...

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As soon as the plane landed, Anton activated his cell phone immediately. Although for some time he had been absent from various medical activities, just so that he could focus on caring for Pops, his reputation never allowed him to completely leave the world of professional medicine. And indeed, before long waiting, vibrate the notification of various messages and emails jostling in.

Anton sighed. Actually he was reluctant to immediately get involved with the work, but the feel of celebration for Pops' recovery turned out to leave a sense of discomfort in the corner of his heart. The scene where the shaman pulls out the malignant tumor flesh from Pops' body continues to overshadow him. Even if viewed from the point of view as a doctor, the techniques he saw were incomparable. Only, he is Indonesian. He lived and grew up in stories of various mystical cultures that were no less terrifying than what he witnessed yesterday. And unfortunately, every story he's heard before always has a similar ending, a sad ending for many people involved in it. And really, he hopes that right now, Pops isn't in any of these stories.

But Anton doesn't want to be a Party Ruins. He chose to be happy for Pops. Hugging her warmly and distancing herself to momentarily immerse herself in what was in her phone, the world she was already familiar with. But honey, it seems Anton should be disappointed once again.

A message containing a video duration of about 2 minutes and an accompanying audio message, making Anton unable to even take a breath. Her fingers trembled shut, blocking any hysterical screams that might come out of her when the high-quality video was played.

Anton identified the location where the video was taken. They just left that place yesterday. It's just that the snake-bodied creature with the head of a middle-aged man figure, who previously looked friendly when he treated Pops was partying. Blood condensed a scabbard in his mouth as he tore the flesh from the half-plump body, which seemed to still be wearing the nurse's white uniform. And even more terrifying, it seemed that the figure was still alive when his flesh was ripped from that broken body. Tiny vibrations were seen from the damaged body, and Anton was trained enough to determine that the victim was being eaten alive. A moment later, the video swayed violently, and the tape died. However, the voicemail made her body tremble uncontrollably when she realized Terry's terror-filled voice.

'Please taking care of my family, boss. I don't think that I will survive this. It ATE DEBORA alive, for God shake... No! No! Nooooooo...!!!"

And the message ended, leaving endless terror in Anton's heart. Apparently, his premonition was not mistaken. He was in one of the mystical stories he had heard in his childhood...