Ghost Pavilion

The Spirit at Brian's House

Some time they headed home, and started to panic a little, especially Melin.

"So how? take no job offer, Mr Diva?" ask Brian.

"We're not intel, but if the death case isn't revealed, I can't help. Unless it's the spirit that's coming, we're not shamans or fortune-tellers Brian! the point is freelance."

"But if it's revealed, we're paid Mil, enough for pocket money."

"Brian, our work is sincere. We're not ghost hunters, I don't like that name."

Melin's annoyed gaze made Brian even more fond. He knew Melin needed money to go to Sumatra. Brian knows, Melin is having economic difficulties chasing the village of Kari's grandmother.

"Tomorrow we'll go to sumatra. I'm anter lo."

"What cake, you're not kidding, are you?"

"My cock, it's been a dozen years. That must be enough, I promise you the same. I made a promise to Lo Mel. We bff at this time, I understand when I hate the same lo strange, it turns out lo who care all this time. Another friend, they stay away. In fact, consider me crazy with a faint jumpscare that I often see, people say I am halu."

"Gue. I can't, it's your money."

"Gue wants to find Kari's grandmother. Grandma Lo, my grandmother too. We leave tomorrow! now I'm anter lo go home. But to my house first, I want to pack a suitcase of clothes. I nginep, keep watch at your house downstairs."

Brian's words, made Melin speechless. Honestly, he was alone too. He knew Brian was not a bad guy either. Melin smiled and agreed.

"Thanks. Best Friend For Ever."

***

Day Night.

That gripping voice still faithfully stuck in my ear. I looked at the roof of my room. The water was dripping down my face. One drop, until following the drops that continue to wet all my body. Ah, no rain, the sky was very clear with the moon and stars decorating it as I looked out my room. And Brian was sleeping next to the couch, as if he didn't feel the water.

"Mil, you're not wet at all, you're dry. You must be dreaming a no-no. Already, back to sleep now!"

"What's? My body isn't wet at all?"

I slowly returned to my bed and pulled my blanket. Seeing Brian go back to sleep, who was still by my bedside for real, I was a little relieved. Melin turned to the door, she was indeed accompanied by Brian, because she felt fear.

That voice and the wet smell of the stinging death water continued to attack my nose. The three little children continued to run around with voices that were very disturbing to me.

The more I pull my blanket until my body is covered. My toes touched a hand that pulled him. Immediately I bent my legs and I got closer to Brian, but my legs were stiff, and my mouth was locked.

"Sister, brother, he is evil brother.." I looked at the child's spirit, like a translucent light from my bedroom door so that my vision changed elsewhere.

The smell is getting stinging. I smell the water coming from the dead and rotting bodies of living things.

"Sister, brother, help us! We're scared!"

I closed my ears with both hands and kept trying to ignore them, until the flaming fan suddenly stopped burning.

I slowly opened the blanket that covered my entire body very slowly while looking at the entire room. Thankfully, the three children were gone, as was the smell that had disappeared from my room. I got off my bed and turned the fan back on and it finally turned around.

"Ah, so relieved." I said and immediately put my foot back on.

"Ting, ting, ting..."

What is that sound?! the trembling Melin who turned her head towards the window curtain started to sway. Melin wanted to shout to call Brian, but somehow his voice suddenly disappeared.

TBC.