Asphalt Edge Empty House

Chapter 64 Dream Hints

Fatigue, thirst, and sleepiness that whack, making Linda no longer care about their condition. He resigned if indeed his life had to end in a foreign place, a land in the middle of nowhere that he did not even know they were in the real world or abstract hallucinations.

Even so, despite trying hard in front of Linda, in fact feeling tired, anxious, and anxious, he could not hide. The hero only survives to remain conscious while praying for clues to Siska's whereabouts.

Crows circled overhead, impatiently waiting for their meal. Whether being hallucinated or real, you feel the presence of others around you. Her eyes looked at a silhouette she could not yet confirm.

"There's someone else, besides us here. I have to make sure. If that shadowy figure was a human, it might just be a clue."

Wira wanted to rise to confirm the shadow she saw, but the intention was immediately undo, Wira did not want to wake Linda, especially if she had to leave the girl alone. The hero did not want to be curious, making him so rash and making the same mistake a second time.

The decision of Mr. Jarwo to perform the ritual of handing over the soul, was due to his mistake. If he had not pursued the shadow, Mr. Jarwo would still have been among them, accompanying the two to find Siska and kill Asih.

"Throw the black crow down, if you want to go home. There's only one of them that's real, the other is just a shadow and you have to kill him."

Linda woke up hearing a whisper in her head. He looked around, and soon realized that he was not currently in the room, sleeping comfortably in his soft bed.

" Mister, I'm sorry sir, I fell asleep."

Linda immediately improved her sitting position, and paid attention to the environment. Now he realized that he had done something ridiculous. Linda Logic says her life may have been lost when she was unconscious.

"How are you Lin, it's better now?"

"I deliberately didn't wake you up, so that your strength would recover."

The wisp smiled faintly looking at the comfortable-looking Linda lying on her lap. The beautiful girl was embarrassed. While tidying up her hair, Linda slowly shifted away.

"Somehow sir, we should throw down that crow. There's only one of them real, and we have to kill him."

The hero stared at Linda's strange face. His forehead was wrinkled, he thought that the girl was feverish, therefore the Wira touched Linda's forehead.

"I'm fine sir, the dream that gives a whisper, if we want to find Asih, then we have to kill one of the ravens."

The wiry woman smiled faintly, she was still confused by what Linda said, which was in her mind, how could she possibly find one genuine crow among dozens of ravens who all looked the same. The heroes then turned their faces towards the herd of crows, and researched one after another.

"Whispering of a dream, I may have begun to lose my mind, but it's not wrong to try, after all, from the beginning it's just an illusion."

"Maybe it's also the shadow of the person I saw, just a pseudo-shadow that's not real at all."

The hero talks to himself, likes to dislike he has to get used to the optical hallucinations Asih creates. Maybe by following a hunch, gradually his senses are trained to face things beyond reason. That's what the hero is thinking right now.

"What are you thinking, sir, don't don't you think I'm having a mental breakdown?"

Linda's eyes glared, she sewot, not wanting the police officer next to her to think badly, because she had just said, that she got a supernatural whisper. Wira laughed, she did not expect that their thoughts were the same about mysticism.

"Hehehehe.. I just thought you were so great, newspaper reporter, now that you're a supernatural expert, and strangely, I believe in the new shaman's words, because you're stuck in the situation."

"Haha..."

Wira's laughter broke the deadlock between them. Linda smiled bitterly, it had been a long time since the last time she saw Wira laughing crisply without any burden. It would be very different if they were in a normal situation.

"Is it possible that we'll get this close, when things are back to normal like they used to be?"

"Huh.. realized Linda, you are thinking about what the hell, your world is different, focus, now your task is to find Siska, and fight to go home."

Linda mumbled softly, her heart as if to say, so that this day will never end. If only they were not as they are now. Of course Linda will be the happiest girl on the face of the earth.

"Hey... Why are you the one who daydreams Lin, what's wrong?"

"Owh, no, it's okay, I'm not daydreaming sir, just trying to observe the crow. I think they must have been the cause of one particular feature to distinguish the original one."

"His eyes, look at Linda's black crow's eyes, there's one of them that has deep black eyes."

Suddenly Linda heard another man whispering in her head. The voice was very familiar to the ears, and Linda knew exactly who the man who owned the voice was. He is Mr. Jarwo.

"Pakde. Pakde Jarwo...!"

Linda circulated her gaze in all directions, hoping to find the figure of Jarwo's pack around them. But everything was in vain, because the voice of the old man was only heard in his brain. The figure of Mr. Jarwo did not accompany them.

"You're why Lin, there's no Mr. Jarwo here, he's not with us anymore."

The hero feels that there is something strange in Linda, for some reason, he thinks Mr. Jarwo is helping them to get out of the land of despair.

"Is it possible that Mr. Jarwo's friend is trying to help us, with communication through Linda?"

"Don't he not just channel his inner energy, but bring down some knowledge that can connect between the two of them?"

The hero was busy guessing what had happened to Linda, and instead the girl was now sitting cross-legged trying to focus on following the instructions recorded in her brain.

While the shadow that the Wira saw continued to observe them from a distance. A stiff face, with a sharp gaze, was seen grinning, then suddenly disappeared in the mist.

Linda opened her eyes, then pointed towards the crow flying lower and lower. Suddenly, the crow herd formed a formation and slid swiftly attacking them. Shocked hero, ready to pull the gun from the waist.

"Door... Door..!"

Wira's hands aim one by one the ravens that scatter towards him. The bird attacked him with a brutal attack. Although it has been shot many times, but the bird did not die. Those who were hit by the shot of the Hero gun only turned into a puff of black smoke, then returned in its original form.

The hero fired his pistol many times until his stockpile of magazines, unconsciously used up. The hero pulled Linda to protect her behind him, while docked to the tree trunk, trying to survive with a golden dagger.

"Here, the more this crow slashes, the more. So which of them are real. I don't see any one particular feature that sets them apart."

The hero stays afloat while protecting Linda behind her back. The dry trees behind them are quite favorable to Linda's position. His body began to get torn wounds on his arm, but he had not felt it.

Linda, who did not want to be a burden to the Hero, immediately moved forward. His tiny hand swung randomly to snatch a flock of crows that crowded attacked Wira. At that moment Wira saw a crow attacking more aggressively than other crows.

Instinct Wira immediately said, the bird is the original crow figure, he began to focus on one point, and true to his guess, the crow has special characteristics such as Linda's speech.

The eyes of the crow have a black color that is more dense than other crows. The hero immediately took a swing, he took out a single golden nail from the bag tied around his waist, then threw it right at the crow which he thought was the real crow.

"Yeshoo...!"

Aim for the golden spikes precisely lodged in the head of the black crow, the sound of agonizing cries rang out loud from a distance. The female voice groaned, Wira instantly stabbed the eyes of the black crow that had fallen to the ground, and the other crow instantly vanished instantly.

Landscapes that were once foggy wastelands, suddenly turned into a village with a small house made of woven bamboo.

"Damn it, what other magic game is he going to play?"

Wira threw his body on the ground, blood on the right arm, awakened Wira, if at this time he was injured. The new pain he felt. Linda tore off the torn part of her shirt and tied the wound to the most severe arm.

"Sir, there are many wounds on your body, how about we rest in one of the huts, the only time I can find a cure in there."

"You don't be silly Lin, we're still in the same place right now. Nothing there, the house may be inhabited by astral inhabitants, or Asih himself may have prepared a new trap to trap us."

Hero closed his eyes, a cold wind was cold to hit a handsome face filled with sweat. Linda sat down near Wira, her sweet lips did not stop praying, so that this time they could find Siska and managed to snatch her from the hands of Asih.

"God please help us win this fight."