Biohazard's Catastrophe: Death's Hallway

The Girl is in Sirnasurya

Inspiration surprised not to play received bad news from Nina. Paramitha disappeared from the middle-aged woman's residence, not since when. This man then left communication with Ardana who was on duty and rushed to the house of his best friend. Upon arriving there Ilham finally saw for himself that Paramitha was not there. Hadi and Nina who welcomed his arrival were struck by confusion.

“How can the child disappear?! Didn't you guys see anything suspicious of his attitude?” Inspiration begins to dizzy trying to control themselves. It is inappropriate for him to go berserk in someone else's house.

“Nothing strange from Paramitha, Ham. It looks normal as usual. But this morning he was no longer in his room. We thought she went just for a walk, but after I said Catranata's legacy wasn't in place, we suspected Paramitha was taking her somewhere.”.

“Reporting it to Odang was also futile, Ham. If the villagers know, pity Paramitha later,” timpal Nina.

Inspiration justifies the word Nina. However, Paramitha's true identity must remain secret until the right time arrives to open it to the residents of Cikembang Village. The entire village is still being overshadowed by the tragic events that have befallen the Catranata family and the series of missing persons cases in the Sirnasurya Forest that have continued for years. They would definitely not help him and instead hunted the girl down for capture. Even worse is the threat of being wiped out.

This middle-aged man could not imagine if Paramitha had to roam freely and indefinitely in the middle of the village. Some residents of Cikembang Village who had worked or dealt with the Catranata family would still be able to recognize the face of the girl who was similar to her parents. Inspiration chose not to believe in them because of doubtful loyalty.

An idea came to his mind to inform him of the loss of Paramitha to Ardana. But he was worried that it would damage the young man's concentration and impact the task he was on. He glanced at the container where the black crib held the white horn of the Catranata family legacy in the glass door closet, then turned to the couple who sat opposite him.

“You checked Paramitha's room? Maybe something was intentionally left for us.”

Hadi and Nina shook their heads compactly.

“We've checked, Ham. But mah teu aya nanaon nu left behind me manehna, except for his personal belongings,” said Nina.

“Check again carefully. Come on, let's check again!” sahut Ilham, rising from his seat. He stepped calmly towards Paramitha's room whose door was open.

Without waiting for Hadi and Nina's approval, Ilham did a very careful search. Every narrow corner between the cupboard and other items does not go unchecked.

Hadi and Nina stood staring at the door while watching the Inspiration that had to hit the body to find anything that could be found. Compared to the couple's anxiety, Ilham was much more anxious. The closeness of Hadi and Nina with the Catranata family is not too special, in contrast to him who has long known both Paramitha parents. The Kopassus retired woman felt very guilty and could not forgive herself if something bad happened to the only child of Linggasatria and Erni.

A strip of blood-stained paper accidentally fell from the pocket of Paramitha's maroon bomber jacket hung behind the door.

“What paper is this?” Inspiration picked it up and opened its folds carefully.

His two eyes instantly widened to read the contents of the paper.

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This morning before

A straight-haired girl crossed a broken path in the middle of the Sirnasurya Forest. As if not feeling afraid of the stories circulating about the place, he walked over with a calm face. But his footsteps were quick, impressing him to be in a hurry. Every now and then this girl looks back to make sure no one is following her. His left hand was inserted into the front of his chest which was covered in a maroon red woll jacket.

The girl who was none other than Paramitha Asmarani Catranata then stopped in a field with the rest of the crushed concrete scattered. His eyes stared curiously at a hole in front of him.

“Not wrong, surely the way is through here,” murmured.

The body of a soldier that could be said to be between rotting and not was the first terrible thing he saw when setting foot at the bottom of the pit. This girl was aghast before finally trying to act ordinary. The lifeless body was passed through him just like that, towards a passageway that at the end had a small gap.

The gloomy nuance he felt grew stronger the moment he managed to get out of the gap earlier. Now he is in another, larger passageway, where there are many bodies of other soldiers who died under various conditions. Paramitha held her breath with a stiffened face. His eyes stared at the nanar as he continued to walk past all the bodies that seemed to avoid something.

“Aaakh!”

Paramitha suddenly held her head while grimacing. His memory seemed to be forced to roll back something he had experienced. A similar place, only slightly different where there were many soldiers without identity and the symbol of unity was on tight guard. Their faces are less comfortable to look at for too long because there is no friendly impression. He was taken by a soldier whose face was not very clear. All the human eyes in camouflage uniforms that were there were fixed on him only. There was the sound of a little girl's sobs coming from herself.

“That incident came back,” hiss.

The faint visualization was obscured by the increasingly powerful black color. Paramitha let out a slightly disappointed sigh as the scene after scene that had just flashed through her mind simply vanished.

The journey resumed. In front of him was a half-opened steel door. Seen from behind it, the body of another soldier trying to get out with his hands outstretched towards him. Paramitha who was not interested in checking chose to pass through it. From behind the door there were still many corpses of soldiers whose condition was the same as the one in front.

One of the bodies suddenly moved.

GRRRRKKHH! GRRRRRRKHHH!

An undead figure moved his entire stiff limbs then shook violently. His head seemed like it was about to explode marked by a rapid throbbing several times. His gaze was immediately fixed on Paramitha who was standing held in place.

BRRRUUUCCHH!

The undead head finally exploded. Fresh blood splashed freely in all directions. From the base of his neck appeared dozens of red tentacles whose ends had heads. From afar it looked like a snake that wriggled fast and freely. Each head has a wide mouth with hundreds of sharp teeth that can tear meat as hard as anything.

At the same time, Paramitha was already grasping something in her right hand. A black man with a white horn was brought with him from Nina's house. Both of his legs that originally looked stiff are now slightly stretched away. His gaze of red-black eyes turned even sharper. The traditional weapon in his hand was now unsheathed towards the dozens of tentacle-headed undead that ran towards him.

Zrraaat!

Zrraaat!

A very sharp bar was swung quickly. This girl did not even do much evasive movement except to twitch to the left. His right hand moved quickly slashing one by one the tentacles that tried to snatch his neck.

Brugh!

The living corpse lost its new head in a matter of seconds. His body collapsed just below Paramitha's feet.

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