GHOST VILLAGE

PART 24: KAMPUNG KINTIR

So confused, some of us until stumbled on tables and chairs that suddenly fell apart, even though a moment ago was still arranged rather neatly. One by one the children managed to get out of the old father's house, inside there were still five core team of wolves. Me and Dawn deliberately made sure the children were safe, then we thought to save ourselves.

Me and Dawn were trying to get rid of the chair to the edge, but it was hard. Finally we had to jump over the transverse chair maybe the flood in the past has hit this house so that the contents become messy.

"Come on Lid, stand on my thigh and jump over this chair!" shouts of Dawn while crouching next to the wreckage of the chair. With lightning fast, Lidya rested on Dawn's thigh and jumped through the chair. He ran after the other kids outside.

"Lid, don't split up with the other kid!" I shouted at Lidya.

"Review, Cin's behind you!" shouts Dawn.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ...," cried Cindi

Cindi ran towards us. The old man almost reached Cindi's hand, thankfully Cindi could avoid.

Unlike Lidya, Cindy's body is a bit woody so to jump over the chair, I have to help break it. The old man was getting closer to us, his sinister face becoming more and more visible in our eyes.

Gatot was in the very back, closest to the old man.

"Tot, watch behind you!" shouts Dawn.

"Don't come any closer! There go!" gatot shouted while docked to us.

"That is not evil, Mbah only needs friends ..," said the old man as he continued to suck at us. His eyes are swinging.

"Aaaaaaaaaa ...," cried Cindy who had successfully jumped over the long chair. We jumped in soon after Cindy.

"Lepaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!" gatot shouted behind us. We turned, it turns out that the hulk boy's leg was being held by the old father's hand. Fortunately Gatot had a strong leg, so he could escape the old man's grip and run after us.

"Lariiiiiiiiii ..," we all cried out to leave the house on the path and turned to the right towards the teak tree. In front there saw Lidya and five other friends of ours were in the middle of the road, wailing not dare to cross the path that was lush by teak leaves.

While running, I turned to the left and to the right counting my friends, it turned out to be complete. We were already going to reduce our running speed, when Lidya shouted out loudly towards us.

"Review behind you!"

With reflexes we look back, it turns out that behind us there are dozens of figures just like the old man was heading towards us, there are ngesot, there are crawling, there are crawling, some were gnawing at his feet, and some were walking at regular intervals. But there were similarities between the creepy figures, their bodies swollen and balloon-like.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa," cried the four of us as we ran after Lidya. Up ahead Lidya and five other friends also ran towards the leafy road. We saw them running east but somehow some time later they ran towards us instead. And from the look on their faces, it seemed like the brand was shocked as well. Then they turned again into the lush road, but some time later they reappeared opposite us, until they looked exhausted.

"Why, Lid?" I shouted at Lidya who was out of breath.

"E-well, Im. Every time we ran east, it appeared here again" Lidya replied breathlessly.

The rest of us thought with the strangeness that Lidya and the five children had experienced. While behind us, the imperfect figures are getting closer to our position.

"AAAAAAAARRGGGH," the voice issued by the living corpses.

"What should we do?" shouts Dawn panic. Cindy and Lidya seem to start crying too.

"Maybe we should have followed the old man's message" I cried.

"Yes, the old man said we should pray for the flood victims before going through these teak trees" Fajar said.

"Well, let's pray for them now" said Dawn.

We also pray together, try to be sincere and sincere.

"ARRRRGHHHH," cried the living corpses who were already five meters away with us.

"Come!!!!!!!!!"

We all ran through the path, together. Inside the bamboo tree I saw on the left and right many hanging human skeletons of various sizes. I pray to Allah SWT to forgive the sins of the flood victims. We continue to run and hope when we have crossed the teak tree grove, not experiencing like Lidya earlier that appeared in the original place. If that happens, of course, our soft bodies will be eaten by a group of living corpses.

We continued to run and run until the breath became boring and we also fell on the path.

"Where are we?" ask Dawn.

We all looked around.

"Are our numbers complete?" ask Dawn again.

"Where's Cindy?" I stood looking for Cindy's whereabouts.

"So he ran next to me, but why isn't he there now?" pekik Lidya was confused.

"Yes God ... Don't-don't Cindy ...," cried Gatot.

"No! We have to find Cindy now" Fajar said.

"You mean, we're going back to where we were?" ask one of the kids.

"We go together, we must go home together, too" replied Fajar.

"But what if Cindy's been snatched up by those dead bodies?" ask the boy again.

"I don't care, we have to go back to that place to save Cindy," cried Fajar loudly.

"Come, let's go back to where it was!" shouts Dawn firmly.

The nine of us stepped into the teak tree back.

"Let's pray first to ask Allah SWT for protection and for the safety of our friend Cindy" said the team leader.

We prayed fervently, Lidya could not help but cry. Understandably, he had been the closest to Cindy.

"Me and Imran in front, the others followed behind us," cried Fajar after we had all finished praying.

The children immediately formed a formation of two children two children behind us. We slowly began to walk into the teak tree. The atmosphere of silence was gripping, only the sound of our breathing roar could be heard. However, a few days later, right in front of us came the shadow of a black silhouette blocking our steps. The black silhouette was not walking like a normal human being, but was frenzied on the path we were going through.

"Mayiiiiiiiiiit ...,"

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