Ghost Pavilion

Communicating

Milen's feet seemed to stand on a very dry ground and pierced his palm. This dry wood was in a sack with two forty-eight-year-old twin women picking it up, plus toddlers without clothes only cover the sensitive part of the tail with a very slender and thin body.

Milen also saw several hours of this ghost before dying, he showed before he died horribly by the actions of someone. Milen stood still, watching the action of the clear lightning shadow, only with his body in an unfamiliar place.

They happily laughed while accompanied by two men, who were the same age drinking water while sitting in a hut not far from them.

"Akak, later tonight you want to eat salted fish rice as sambel teri abah's favorite."

The voice emerged from one of the men wearing knee-length, brown pants and a peasant hat stuck to his head without covering his upper body.

"I will definitely cook for you. Isn't it May?" exclaim that woman.

Answer one of the twin women and close the sack containing dry wood. The four of them at night.

Because what Milen saw was a darkness that began to show itself at that time, walking into a house made of simple huts with a few goats tied up in a small fence of bamboo.

At that time Milen did not know whether this was dreaming, falling asleep, or waking up, even in a coma. I don't know what really happened to Milen, who was clearly Milen's soul, was sleeping on the dinner table very soundly, but her body was guided by a curious spirit.

"Look, our trail of death! Look at!"

Well, that creepy voice came back to grin my increasingly vibrating ears. My mouth was becoming more and more immobilized.

Only my inner eyes can I use right now. Well, I went back to what they wanted to show me. Forced perhaps by helping them, I stopped being bullied by other creatures like them, Milen murmured.

The light like fireballs floating from a distance came swiftly approaching their huts.

After I made it clear through my inner eyes, the villagers around brought a kind of torch made to light up the very dark forest. I saw them angry and threw torches at the twin women's hut and set them on fire.

The two men who were with them caught fire with the fire which quickly greeted their bodies. The two twin women were dragged by some residents, until their bodies were united with the ground and injured. Plus the skinny toddler was also burned left alone, really sadistic.

The screams were deafening for Melin and I couldn't stand what I saw anymore. But I still could not get rid of what they wanted to show me.

'Stop this! I don't want to see it!' melin yelled, hysterically and cried.

Melin's still looking, they. But not to liberate. The more Melin struggled, the more she felt excruciating pain. I tried to calm my mind by holding my breath as if feeling the pain of the skin consumed by the fire that devoured it.

'Sickness, stop!' Melin was in a fire.

Melin kept trying to fight them, the pain was increasingly attacking Melin.

Melin's gaze returned to a large tree very high with a rope attached to one of its very large trunks. By shouting the two twin women were forced by all residents to hang themselves. With eyes mixed with tears, they were forced to do so.

"No, it hurts my neck."

In the rope that hung their bodies, as if Melin, also felt the pain they were in.

Within a few seconds I was back at Brian's dinner table, and it turned out that my pair of open eyes didn't close.

The details of the full sweat droplets drenched my face. I saw a clock that showed twelve o'clock in the afternoon. Then Brian came and gave me a glass of water.

"Lo ga what?" ask Brian.

"See what? it's obvious, why would a bloody neck woman follow me home?" brian asked again, because Melin had just awoken from a real nightmare, even the heat of pain in her body was very pronounced

"He followed you because you passed by, as you sat on a rock next to a banyan tree! he was forcibly hanged, so his body was separated by his family, and his twin. He's asking us to help, because he wants to be buried properly!" obviously Melin.

"Jeez, then how's Mel doing?" said Brian.

"We're looking for news of the 1994 forest burning, the village of Kinanti. Gu-bus is triangular, with one family, two twin old girls, and an old brother and father and a toddler. Their bodies were consumed by the fire, only two separate twin women, were asked to hang themselves after declaring she was a comfort woman in the forest near my uncle's pavilion."

"So, let's clear his name and make some new news?" said Brian.

"Heeumph! we go to the reporters, and ask them for help. After that, we ask for the help of the sar team! if there's a dead body in the banyan tree, the Kinanti block is west, right the stone reads AK always SA."

Brian was silent, when Melin could communicate in such detail, Brian also felt what Melin felt as he shouted earlier.

"OK! we're moving fast. I change clothes first, I happen to have a reliable journalist to open case 94."

Melin smiled, not until when Melin continues with Brian! Melin again dialed Mel's aunt's number, but there was no answer and the message was read when asking the news of the grandmother. Aunt Mel is a distant neighbor, who is close to her old grandmother's house.

Melin wants to quickly catch up with her grandmother, but she also has to work part-time for the fare, and help the story of Brian's lover who is still missing on campus camping.

'Grandmother, once it's done Melin will pick up grandma!' inner Melin, holding a sacred necklace around her neck.

Tbc.