Courier
CHAPTER 5: INSTRUCTIONS FROM DEATH (FIRST BAG)
The noise from the middle room woke me up.
Slowly – lands I came down from
bedding, tiptoed – levels to the room door. The clock has shown
at 02:30 in the morning. There were moans and screams in between the –
laughters.
“No... don't .. release me ..”
The sound was heard arising – drowned in the middle room.
With a thumping heart – thump, I opened my room door. There's no one, no one,
only a silvery-white light reflected off the middle space window. That was
light TV. Wait, isn't there just me in this house ? I've been
asleep since 20:30 and I'm sure, don't turn on the TV at all.
Who turned it on ? Is it midnight like this ? I also
locked doors and windows all over the room.
“No... don't .. release me ..”
The shout was heard again, the direction was indeed from space
middle. I ventured to open the middle room door slowly –
lilt. Look at who really owns the voice. I'm surprised, TV sails 24
the Inch was lit as well as the VHS Video player engine. Plastered scenes
the rape of Fera Budi Utami on the TV screen. Huh, isn't the video box
it's in my room, who's taking it and turning it around in this room ?
Meanwhile, there's no one in this room. Hunt – hurry I reach for remote
TV, I'm pressing the power button. TV turns off instantly following VHS Video player machine
that is, do not forget also I took out the cassette and intended to bring it to
my room .. However, suddenly the TV turned on again, showing a scene that
same. My body trembled uncomfortably, the hand that held the video tape as if
underpowered.
The scene stopped when Fera was left lying limp
helpless, his clothes were random – scrambles and one by one the rapists
leave him. Pictures on TV slowly – land turned into a bunch
ants are white, only briefly and replaced by a body figure
black-haired, long, tangled and degrading. He sat behind me, looking
TV is dead.
“Who, you ?” ask me with a trembling voice.
There's no answer. Once, two and three times I asked,
still no response. Slowly – lands I stepped back, as I was about to
leaving the place, he stood up, sounding like a broken bone.
“Kkrrkk... kkrrkk... kkkrrrkk..
The head of the figure turned around, he looked
it was horrible with your head turned back. I screamed stifled, especially
as he walked up to me with the position of the front body facing
up, the longer it gets closer. Both of my knees were weak, neither did I
fell down while the figure's face was near my nose. It opens
his mouth is wide – wide as if to devour me live – live.
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My body floated – kites in the pitch-black air. Tak
know where is up, where is down. The world as if turning – turn. I don't know how much
I was in such a state for a long time. My body was driven by
great power and cast down. After that, I didn't see what – was
any more. My eyes closed tightly.
When I opened my eyes, I was somewhere
which is quite extensive. Lots of car wreckage, is this a place
iron removal – rusty and old iron ? How can I be in place
this, that place ... to me is terrible and has scratched a memory
worst in my life when I was a kid – kids. I've wanted to for a long time
forgetting those memories, however, why did it reappear now ?
Two clear dots came out of the corner of my eye
it's not whole anymore. Cold and empty, that's how I feel
looked at. Step – my steps stopped, about 5 meters in front there
a shadowy woman dressed as courier Ok Go stood behind me. Quiescent
like a stone statue.
“Are you named Fera Budi Utami?”
I ventured to ask. But, there's no
answers. He only walked – limps and I followed him from behind
without knowing.
My feet kept moving and moving, and longer
getting heavier. When the figure stopped, I fell down, “You were about to
take me where?” my lament.
The figure was silent, he slowly – land raised his hand
temporary right, index finger pointing straight – straight forward. My view
turning in the direction he pointed, looked a carcass VW colored
orange, the muzzle part of the vehicle is ringsek and there is the inscription “Ok Go”,
some of the paint is chipped. VW it's only one – the only while on
under the car there is a motorcycle carcass.
“Whose motorcycle is it ?” ask me about the strange figure
that, but he's gone nowhere. I searched for it there – here,
but, there's nobody in this place.
“Raisa... Raisa..”.
The voice sounded sayup – sayup from a distance, as if
emerging from behind the twilight cloud on the West. Is this just my feeling
? ik?No. gabe. I heard it very clearly, but, where did it come from ?
“Raisa..”.
Well, this time the voice was heard softly, whispering in the
my right ear. I looked, there was no one.
“Who is it?” I cried while looking for the owner of the voice and
...
A man was suddenly in front of my nose. I
screaming as hard as he could see the man's head was not intact, his right part
slipping inward and the seeds of his eyes came out hanging on the cheeks. Bloods
gushed out, scattering the stinging foul scent of that broken head.
His hand reached – to touch me, “Why did you leave me
alone in this place ... accompany me ..” said the figure. It
reminds me of Dahlan, a friend when I was a kid. He died with
the head squashed over the body of the car that overstretched him. My body vibrates violently, teeth –
my teeth clashed against each other, my lips trembled, “Ma... ma.. forgive me, Dahlan..”.
“You must come with me... You must come with me...” said the figure.
it repeated – again while approaching and was about to strangle my neck. I
step back avoiding his fingers – fingers that stay bone wrapped
with skin.
“No ! Don't bother me ! Go !!” my yelling. My body
like being pulled back, so tight. I can't control it, though,
until it fell slammed, however, the ground like it was split and back I floated –
fly in the air.
“Raisa... Raisa... wake up !” The voice sounded close
once, I grimaced in pain while my cheek was slapped so hard. I
opened my eyes and the faces of Ella and mother were very anxious.
“You are why, son ?” ask mom, “When mom comes into your room,
your body is falling limp and cold on the floor,”.
“Hah ? Is that really so ?” my many. Ella nodded.
“I know where Fera Budi Utami is located, La ..” I said,
the two men looked confused.
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