Adventure Love Dream Island

Flower: Forest - Dow Hill Forest, India (1)

[3 August 2011 - 12:03]

We stand firm on foot, preparing to explore other world tours that have never been imagined at all. Accompanied by the sacred guardian of Inari—Kitsune Gate, the white fox— who acts as a companion, although more like a tour guide for us. Have a duty as a purifier that will end the story of happy ending the players.

"Be our shield,"

I asked the white fox a moment ago. Adding to his role not only accompanied, but also safeguarded and protected us, in accordance with my initial goal of making a sacred contract.

"As you might expect, little girl."

The answer that impressed sure, he showed with a level full of confidence. His body was bent with his right hand folded over his chest. His treatment led me to hallucinate. Create a sensory experience that seems real as the princess of the owner of the holy spirit, as in some animated films. My logic is chaotic, between enjoying and wanting to run away from this reality.

The plea I made was still unable to calm my mind from the various negative prejudices. Kitsune couldn't exclude myself from the game. In essence, he had no power to change the rules related to adventure.

Rei clasped my right hand. "Remember what I said,"

"Hm," I nodded. My mouth refused to comment.

Rei asked me to always be by his side. Although Kitsune is with me, Rei still does not fully believe. Even without being asked, there was absolutely no intention in my mind to stay away from it and move alone in the foreign world.

Kitsune with human form—wearing all-white t-shirts and trousers without footwear—led us in the leading position. While we follow it by forming two rows extending to the side while holding hands. Natsu, Kouga, me, and Rei were in the first row, while the rest were behind.

Step by step, we were getting closer to the gate. Accelerating my heart rhythm that is increasingly difficult to control. So remember when Rei dragged me into the haunted house last year—in the rainy season—due to lose the bet. Plus the earthy sound of lightning, the haunted house became even more terrifying. But compared to now, the level of frightening is not worth it, because the haunted house I know is all a hoax.

"Just take a step like you used to walk."

Kitsune said before his body disappeared into the world on the other side of the gate. A little flabbergasted to see the gate actually working. Nothing has changed from its appearance. My eyes could still see the pebble stretching across the gate.

"Mmph!"

My eyes were closed as tightly as the clasps in both hands. Even though it feels heavy, my feet still pull a step to move forward slowly. I don't want to be a burden, my mind keeps convincing itself over and over again.

"I'll .. protect you."

The words of Kouga who was beside my left sounded faint. Maybe because we just broke through the layers of the gate. The intensity of the light behind the eye patch I received was slightly reduced. I can guess that the atmosphere of the environment that I was treading at this time seemed darker. The smell of the air around me was different. A sign that we have arrived.

"Dow Hill Forest, India."

Kitsune opens first forest session. The grip on my right fingers strengthened. Quite a relief, being able to find out that Rei was beside me. However, a few seconds later my body suddenly stiffened. The void attacked my left side without hesitation.

"... The kouga!"

My reflexes opened my eyes and circulated the view. Instead of finding it, I had the look of a depressed face belonging to friends, and.

"Tell me the story," Rei urged Kitsune with an impatient glare. His hand grip did not loosen even a bit. Just like I did. Realizing that the game has begun, starting from the first second Kouga disappeared.

Dow Hill Forest, India—hutan located in the small town of Kurseong, West Bengal, India. The city whose position is in the hills. Flanked by Bangladesh on the right and Nepal on the left. Kurseong is not one of the top tourist destinations in India. However, if you talk about creepy places in the country of Bollywood, then the city will always be included in the list.

"Lumberjacks often hear children laughing while in the forest. Dressed in uniform, they ran around carrying backpacks and hid behind trees."

Kitsune tells their story with a very fitting mimic. Adding to the thickness of the tense aroma around me.

"Cause of curiosity, the woodcutter chased after him. And what he found was children without heads" Toru continued, making my body more attached to Rei.

My neck turned stiff, glancing at Toru on the left back, "D-where do you know ...?" my stuttering was afraid to tangle in Rei's arm.

"Many review the story on several websites," added Justin hinted that the story is quite famous.

"His story and story are inspired by the human world."

What could be called lucky because some of us are familiar with the story? Thought impinge.

"The story may be the same, but the story may be different. We must remain vigilant," said Rei as if he had just responded to the contents of my mind.

DING! DONG!

DING! DONG!

Like lightning in broad daylight, the sound of a huge bell interrupted our conversation. The clash of the pendulum and the body of the bell made my heart exercise, jumping around in the chest cavity. Draining a lot of my energy which was even new in the early minutes of the game.

"I'll rent your arm!" I hid the face behind Rei's arm.

"You can't run when I charge him" Rei said.

"Whatever, I promise!" my passions don't care. I was busy overcoming this ingrained fear.

"Pfft ... what business are you talking about ...," Natsu chuckled my head, then his index finger pressed against my cheek. "We need to find Kouga quickly. I don't like seeing his pale face."

"What are you guys doing?"

"You didn't hear the school bell ring? Why are you still wandering in the woods? Hurry back and don't ditch!"

A foreign man in his 40s rebuked us while shaking hands. The appearance is very simple, wearing a headband in the form of a brown cloth, combined with black material pants, and a short-sleeved white shirt that looks dull.

"Eh, I-I can understand Hindi!" I was surprised to realize it.

"Communication arrangements are in place so that you can understand each other."

"Wow, great! Will Kitsune be able to apply it to me during foreign language lessons at school?" my ask is very enthusiastic.

"Don't let your guard down. You won't be able to go back to school if you don't get out of here yet" Rei warned me. His face did not turn, as both of his eyes still looked at the focus of the Hindi man in front.

"Hahh, you're right.." I sighed.

"Hey, didn't you guys hear?"

The 40-year-old swung his luggage, making our alert side increase for a moment. Between preparing to defend and attack, or dodging without a fight. Rei moved shifting steps, signaling me to stay behind him.

I watched for a moment the stranger. The shape of the arm muscles and protruding veins on the back of the hand, as well as the tired strokes on the ends of the eyes, indicate how hard it works.

"alright. Seven people, yeah."

Once again, he swung his luggage—kap with a wooden handle and a sharp flat-edged metal— towards the shoulder, letting the tool perch in its stocky area.

"He's the woodcutter."

In keeping with his stature, Kitsune introduces the Hindi man as the woodcutter in this first tale. He said that the characters will see us as part of the story, no matter how strange our appearance is now—which is clearly not in uniform.

"I'll report you to the school." The woodcutter turned around and left us.

"Seven people ..." I repeated. "Kitsune is completely ignored."

"of course. I told you before, my presence is not part of them."

"Could he be the villain? Should we follow him secretly? It looks very suspicious!" accuse Akiko who is still focused on paying attention to the direction of the departure of the Hindi man.

"When is he going to report us to the school? I think the direction the man went was opposite to the direction the bell sounded." Justin was no less curious.

"Should we split up?" yukiko asked with a look on her face not wanting to do so.

"can't. As much as possible we can't split up." Natsu looked agitated.

Toru took out his small equipment from inside the backpack, then he slipped the items into a few pockets of black long cargo pants that he was wearing. "We've just had lunch, and now what time does this place have?"

"At 08:10 a.m., it's 10 minutes late for school."

"True, we have to go to school" Rei said, looking confident in his words. "There we'll find out. If the man had the same goal, surely we would meet again."

Rei turned his head, looking straight at the range of his vision, "The bells came from there," he said again reaching for my hand. "In the original story, the Dow Hill schoolhouse was split between men and women."

"One of the parties must be undercover. Better than we split up, right?" akiko's Proposal.

Rei glanced at me, "The same thing I thought."

Agreeing to follow the storyline, we begin the search for Kouga from the school building. Rei's footsteps pulled me along step by step through the trees. Maybe because it was in the hills, a little fog covered the visibility. In about ten minutes, we found a big way. The road at the end is a two-story building, with many windows typical of school buildings.

"Dow Hills Victoria Boys, a male-only boarding school in the middle of the Dow Hill woods."

Akiko spread a glance. "Where is the girls' school?"

"There's only one school, and you three don't have to go undercover."

"So, our roles are as men??" I spontaneously checked my body, confirming the possibility of a change.

"Like your friend's proposal before, right?"

"Bahh ... Kitsune is not the type to give spoilers, yes," I was disappointed.

"The flight is closed. How do we get in?" Justin looked towards Kitsune. "Do you know of any other entry?"

"Someone over there will direct you."

Kitsune pointed westward, just below a large shady tree. A student in uniform waved at us.

"Who is he?" ask a few of us at the same time.

"If you don't want to be late, you're gonna have to see him."