Indigos

Perakor

The girl who had arrived in front of her house was none other than Freya, took off her helmet and took the time to look to the left to see her little friend. Freya reflex leaned her head forward when she turned her head to the left side.

“Lha, Which Angga? Did you go into the house, time? Eh, but how much of a blow to the entrance of a devil? The sound of the gate opening must have sounded, dong from here. Where, yeah?” Freya after that turned her head slightly back looking for the whereabouts of the current Angga. The young man was not behind him, instead empty deserted at the back.

The beautiful girl who likes a graceful and feminine appearance scratches slowly the head next to her with her pursed lips included squinting her eyes.

“What is the Angga coming by to buy something? Or even go somewhere? Ah, the habit he stopped by did not say first! Eh, how to say if the condition was again riding a motorcycle? Geez, you stupid fucking Freya.”

Freya patted her forehead after monologuing herself and then decided to standard-kan one favorite white motorcycle and then down from the motor matic to open the black gate of her house. Plain girl whose jet black hair is beautiful and looks smooth, do not want to confuse the existence of her little friend. But when Angga has reached home, his intention is Freya will ask directly to the handsome man of his best friend.

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Jl Jiaulingga Rose

The state of Angga lying on the edge of the silent shortcut made a Pajero car driver brake his car and immediately get out of the car with passengers next to the steering chair or you could say it was wrong one friend of the driver.

A person of two middle-aged men ran frantically over to Angga who was lying on the roadside ground with his eyes closed and mouth shut. The two men simultaneously crouched down next to the lying Angga who seemed to be unconscious.

“Mas?! Mas's?! Wake up, Mom?!” call out the panic of one of the middle-aged men while patting hard on both Angga's shoulders by shaking him.

Unfortunately, Angga remained unmoved. There was no movement from him, not even his response. The two middle-aged men began to change the position of Angga to be supine, becoming sad to see the condition of Angga's face that looks pale. A middle-aged man who has a thin mustache named Gandi or Mr. Gandi, also shook the limbs of Angga, which is one hand but the teenage boy who Mr. Gandi woke up remained unconscious.

“Pak! How present, this?! He didn't wake up immediately! If I look from here like this child was not an accident, sir. His face is also very high!” panicked, Mr. Gandhi did not know what to do.

The other middle-aged man without a mustache was named Amran or Mr. Amran deftly pulled out a small size bottle of wind oil in the pocket of his batik shirt he was carrying. Mr. Gandi continued to address Angga by bringing negative thoughts if the man had anything to happen.

“Pak, it looks like I have to check the breathing of the Mas first, make sure the Mas is still alive or no longer alive.” Mr. Amran nodded in agreement then he who took the initiative to check the breathing of Angga by sticking the side of his index finger near the nose pointed Angga precisely near both nostrils.

Mr. Gandi widened his eyes with a wide gaping mouth, which he felt no breathing Angga. He spontaneously turned to Mr. Amran with his Shock face and his panic. “Yes Allah, Sir! His mother is dead!”

“Astagfirullah! That's right, Sir?!” Mr. Gandhi, who did not believe in his friend, tried to quickly raise the limp hand of the young man in front of him and then press his pulse on his wrist.

“How, Sir?! Right?!”

Mr. Amran clucked then it turned to Mr. Gandi who was in front of him. “This father said what, anyway?! This child is not dead yet but still alive! Haduh, afternoon already makes me afraid, deh.”

“Oh so yes, sir?! Thank goodness then! Ck is not true, surely because I am too panicked the same situation mas.But sir, urang kedah kumaha?! Kusabab geus five minutes, mas oge teu hudang! Anjeun tiasa ningali scarecrow, beungeutna really bulak (But sir, we both have to how?! Because it has been five minutes and also not wake up. You can see for yourself, his face is very pale)”

“That's it, sir! His condition is also weak. If I touch his cheek is also hot, he must have a fever until this child fainted on the side of the road. It seems so, Mr. Gandi.”

Luckily, Mr. Amran understands Sundanese language Mr. Gandi which he said to Mr. Amran. Now Mr. Amran opened the lid of a bottle of wind oil whose color is predominantly green and he will bring the end of the aroma of wind oil to the nose of Angga. But Mr. Gandi had stopped Mr. Amran's hand stalling.

“Do not care, Mr Amran!”

“Lho, why, Sir?!”

“Haduh, danger sir! Wind oil is very stinging aroma, fearing that the condition is fainting is even a real danger. His fear and danger of his breathing can be disturbed because of the aroma of this wind oil.”

“Lho, Sir? Not even upside down, huh? It is true that the aroma is stinging but this is very useful to quickly resuscitate this mas.”

Mr. Gandi who thought to the words of Mr. Amran by pondering, he finally released his hand grip from the wrist of Mr. Amran. Mr. Amran was so released, began to polish the temple Angga with Fresh Care eucalyptus held by him and switched after that Mr. Amran close the tip of the aroma of eucalyptus wind oil in the nose of the young man who was still alone always close your eyes.

“Come on, wakeful. Mr. asked for help,” pinta pak Amran with his hands still holding the tool inside which there is eucalyptus aroma oil.

While Mr. Gandi looking for something in the pocket of the brown jacket Angga to contact the family of the young man, but who found pak Gandi instead package medicine packed on the strip.

“Pak, this mas has a disease something what how, huh? See sir what I found.”

Mr. Amran who expected Angga to immediately realize from his stupor pulled his face a little and looked at what Mr. Gandi was holding. “Medicine?”

“Iya Sir is right. I make sure this is not a drug that has harmful substances but a prescription drug from a doctor. Medical medicine.”

Mr. Amran nodded slowly. Then Mr. Gandi started looking for Angga's mobile phone that his family could contact. After finding Angga's phone in the pocket of his jeans on the front, Pak Gandi immediately opened the screen of the young man's cellphone. But unfortunately apparently his HP home screen can not be opened before the password number is opened with 6 digits are very precise.

“Waduh-waduh! How is this, sir! Where the HP mas in the key use the password, again. I find it difficult to contact his family.”

Mr. Amran who had something action immediately removed the Fresh Care from the nose of Angga and closed it with the original lid. He put the small, refreshingly scented tool into his shirt bag again.

“Masnya from earlier we woke up there is no conscious even with me therapy using wind oil also no effect. Sir, how about we take this kid to the hospital. If we keep it here, it could be dangerous too, you know sir. Moreover, it has been ten minutes since the mas did not wake up.”

“What's the problem, sir? What about the family at home?”

“That we think about later, better now we take this child to the hospital. Still young also do not let the pain get worse. Come Sir!”

“Iya-iya, Sir!”

Mr. Amran slowly raised his depleted head and Mr. Gandi lifted his body Angga who felt hot into his car Mr. Amran. But just about to lift his body, Angga opened his eyes slowly making Mr. Amran and Mr. Gandi display a happy face and his heart was so relieved.

“Alhamdulillah, you are aware, Nak.” Mr. Amran slowly raised the body of Angga to sit while Mr. Gandi straightened both legs Angga.

Angga's face looked dazed, like he could not remember what happened to him. After not waiting for a few minutes, Angga's blurred vision became clear, even now the young man opened his voice very weakly.

“Who is this father ..?”

“Bapak and my friend passed by here and saw you lying on the side of the road. You fainted, you actually wanted to take you to the hospital because you did not come to your senses, but Alhamdulillah you finally realized too, Mas.”

“S-i fainted ..?” Angga made sure of Mr. Amran's words.

“Iya, Mas. Oh yes how is it? Dizziness? A headache? Or nausea?” ask Mr. Gandhi.

Angga, who was actually his head still felt so painful, shook his head that he was okay. Yes, the young man did not want to trouble the two middle-aged men who had helped him.

“Truly, Mas? Her face is real shoots, loh! Your body is also hot, Mas again fever kok even go-away oruh? Danger for the health of his Mas,” said Mr. Gandi with a worried tone.

“S-I'm fine, Sir ..”

“You don't do that, your body is so limp. Gini alone to be safe and secure, you Mr. deliver to your home address. Well let pak Gandi who brought your motor until home.”

“J-don't, Sir. There is no need to be so .. I do not want to bother you very much, I am also still strong to drive a motorcycle to home.”

“Mas sure? We do not want Mas-nya why on the road, let alone the name driving it must focus. If it hurts again but even the wayin the vehicle actually endangers Mas himself. Please yes, Mas let us help his Mas.”

“No need sir, I don't need to worry about my situation. I really am still strong .. Then I will go home, yes sir. Thank you for the offer and thank you for helping me.”

Angga slowly with weak energy stood up and with a staggering step went towards his motorbike. Mr. Gandi and Mr. Amran grimaced to notice the way the young man was still so limp, but because the stubborn Angga they both just let it go aka not forcing.

Before Angga runs the standard speed of his Hondanya motorbike, Angga took the time to turn his head that had been wrapped in a helmet towards Mr. Amran and Mr. Gandi to throw his smile. Then after that Angga turned his head back to the front and then the young man ran his motorbike leaving the two middle-aged men at once leaving the famous Jiaulingga Mawar Jl quiet rarely any vehicles passed by.

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On the city trip to the Permata complex alley, Angga continued to blink his eyes and shake his head several times to relieve the pain of his head that is still crashing which makes Angga less focused driving. Damn and bad eyes Angga back blurry with 98 percent.

Angga decided to speed up the speed of his motorbike to immediately arrive at the Permata complex where it was the location of his home address as well as Freya. And finally after the efforts of the young man, he arrived at the Permata complex alley. It took several miles to get to his house.

Angga down several houses in the complex with the condition of the motor-cool even so that he had to endure the intense pain, he tightened his lips.

Arriving in front of the gate of the house, Angga turned off the engine through the key of his motor in a swivel way. Angga got off his vehicle. The two hands shaking each other opened the black gate of his house with all the power that Angga had, just pushed a little gate his head seemed to be hit by a hammer several times, very sick. It makes one hand Angga detached from the gate and holds his head with a head down while the left palm of his hand is attached to the gate that Angga opened.

On the other hand, Freya who wants to comb the silky fur of her Persian pet cat even tried to run away from home. The beautiful girl who did not want her beloved cat to go away was especially afraid of being taken by others put immediately a special comb of the cat that she held and deftly ran after her cat that had succeeded he walked through the gate of his house that was slightly open.

“Heh Kouko don't run away! Later if I run away I do not feed, youh!” threaten Freya with her white Persian cat.

While Rani and Lucas are busy together taking care of beautiful flower plants, only chuckling at the threat of her daughter that sounds ridiculous how she talks to her beloved cat.

Now outside the gate, the girl finally managed to catch her cat's stocky body. But while carrying it, Freya accidentally looked towards the front precisely Angga who seemed silent not only silent, but while enduring the pain. The girl was curious what happened to her best friend, so from that Freya immediately put her white cat into the house for a while and then approached Angga.

Because Freya and Angga's house was only a few centimeters across, Freya had arrived at the young man's house more correctly in front of the gate. Angga actually knew Freya was next to him but the factor of his headache made it difficult for Angga to say any words.

“Ngga? Ngk? Why are you, like, in such pain?!”

The one asked with a sense of worry, just gritting his teeth was strong and a little whimpering. Freya tried to hold the hand of Angga whose palm she stuck at the gate. Feeling hot and vibrating.

“Ngga! What are you, anyway?! Your hands are hot!”

Freya switched to cupping Angga's face while from earlier Angga had removed his helmet from the head. The two palms that Freya is agile on the face of Angga, are indeed as hot as the hand that the girl was holding. Freya tried to turn her best friend's head towards her.

“Yes, Angga! Your face is so big! Ih, where are you from anyway?! Go home directly make bitter like this!”

Angga raised his head weakly to stare at the limp of his little friend's face. “M-m-sorry ..”

Simultaneously Angga's chest felt choked and tight, trying to survive so that Freya who was in front of him was not afraid of his condition, while he had included breaking the words of the doctor who monitored him first at Kusuma Hospital in Bogor, where the doctor advised not to delay taking the drug if the headache attacked again.

But what power? Angga's vision as fast as it was 100 percent blurry, and after that his ears were ringing even his head was dizzy circling. Just now Freya was going to call her parents Angga who was in the house, Angga had collapsed on the asphalt.

Brugh !

“Nggaaaaa!!”

The girl's shriek makes Andrana and Agra who are preparing dinner immediately leave the kitchen and go out of the house to find the source of Freya's screams as well as Freya's parents who are busy caring for the plants.

“Ngga! Can you hear me?!” Freya frantically shook both of the Angga's shoulders which the master had closed his eyes. “Ngga! Let's get up dong! Don't scare me anymore like that!”

The girl frantically and tears rolling down her cheeks tugged at the two collars of Angga's jacket for the young man to wake up immediately. But it didn't succeed.

A couple who had come out of the gate of the house Angga was so surprised to see his only child lying weak eyes. While Freya who was still crouching was trying to wake Angga.

“Yes Allah, Son?!!” Andrana crouched down beside Angga and cupped her face with both hands.

The panicked Andrana immediately turned her head towards Freya. “Nak Freya! Why angga?!”

“Freya don't know, Auntie! Suddenly Angga fainted!”

While Agra began to be confused and confused how to. “Don't panic like that, you better take your child into the house first. Let me be with my wife to help you.”

Lucas' words were immediately nodding his head by Agra and Andrana who had let out his tears. Freya began to take her hands off the collar of Angga's jacket and got up, letting both her parents and her parents bring her best friend's body into her house. The girl bit her lips with a pounding heartbeat very afraid Angga something dangerous happened like before, especially until unconscious again like this.

Freya along with trembling footsteps followed Agra, Andrana, Rani, and Lucas from behind while playing the fingers lent from her hands with a sense of ungodliness.

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After several hours of Angga fainting, the young man finally regained his consciousness. He opened his eyes slowly, the blurry look Angga tried to open his eyes many times until his view was very clear. Not in the house, not in the hospital but a quiet place late at night.

Yes, Angga knows where he is. The shortcut which was this afternoon Angga lying unconscious right on his bed at this time. The gentle breeze made the still lying Angga start to rise and sit up. His hand grabbed his aching head as he looked around where he was now.

“Didn't I go home? Why am I here again?” Angga. “So, who put me here?”

“Who else if not me, Anggara? Wahahahaha!!”

The creepy sound made Angga a little surprised and looked his head up. Because indeed, the sound came from above the sky which was covered by the many leaves of the big trees.

“Why? Are you surprised? Hahahaha, I guessed that you definitely did not expect!”

“Something I want of course. So, I hope you have fun what I made you this run out, huahahaha!”

Angga roared furiously at the expression Arseno who invited him to play something that would have threatened the life of the Indigo man. Angga quickly stood up and decided to quit the game later.

Angga ran in one direction to go to his house even though there was no means of transportation that Angga used. No motor, not even his cell phone in his jeans pocket. But as far as possible Angga ran using his maximum power to avoid Arseno that does not exist, even his voice is no longer there...

Duagh !

Brugh !!

“Argh!”

Angga bounced and fell landing on the asphalt halfway hard. Angga holds his hand under his shoulder while hissing. Stupidly himself Angga did not know that there was a transparent wall that once touched can make slammed for example like this him.

“Sial! I've been in the trap of that negative spirit!”

Trudgingly because his entire body had hit the asphalt, Angga tried to get up and step still insist on finding a way out to be free from the dark silent road.

It looks like Angga has to go in another direction which is certainly Angga will go to the city road which occurs often congested congestion, but if it has been very night like this maybe the road has been quite quiet.

Just a few steps by hissing in pain, Angga already felt awkward first on the road that he was about to tread. Angga stopped his path and stretched one hand forward to make sure his feeling was right or not.

Drrzz !

“Akh! Sssshh!”

A comparable transparent wall like the wall behind it turns out to have different effects is the first transparent wall capable of touching it makes reflected strong and the second transparent wall contains a dangerous shock if touched at least. Look at Angga's palm, not blackened but grayish-blue. It is incomprehensible and cannot fit into logic.

Angga held his wrist whose palm had changed skin color as a result of touching the wall of death. The young man wags his palms that feel numb and his finger muscles feel stiff.

Angga thought as he stared at the deadly wall that was invisible as a trap for him. If he touched the old wall, most likely his life was taken for nothing. And that means Angga lost this terrible game to Arseno who gave it to the sixth sense man with the heart.

Angga slightly bent his body and began to clench his palms numb slowly so that the bone muscles of his fingers back to function as usual, while the other hand continued to grip his right wrist.

Without Angga realizing from the front of the end there, the road gradually stretched straight to the Angga who was standing. But because the sound of the asphalt crack was heard so clearly not vague, Angga turned his head to the side precisely on the cracks of the asphalt road that would collapse to throw Angga falling down.

Angga's eyes bulged in shock and spontaneously walked a quick step back avoiding the cracks that began to irregularly collapse. Not only the crack, but in addition to the shortcut place shaking violently makes Angga's body oscillate fast until his steps become backward by itself until his feet reach the edge of the cliff.

Angga tries to maintain his balance so that his body does not fall into the abyss, but it is impossible if until the great Angga once held himself back from falling into the abyss. The shock was so strong that Angga was difficult to maintain the balance of his body.

new will hold tightly to the tree so that he does not stagger back, the collar behind his jacket pulled tight by Arseno to the ravine. “Dumb Indigo human base! You can also not be sensitive to the existence of my auraku figure, huahahaha!!”

Sreet !

When Angga dropped Arseno into the dark abyss, the asphalt road that should have been irregular cracks and shocks of the place even evenly returned and no more strong shaking occurred like a major natural earthquake disaster. In the darkness of the ravine, Angga did not directly plunge but the steep ravine was also successful in making Angga's body rolled tight there.

Angga inside there can only withstand the pain that is all over his body, steep hard surface soil and dozens of medium-sized rocks hit his back, chest and other limbs. Angga did not open his eyes but closed his eyes, feeling what happened to him next after the suffering that was still ongoing and did not stop.

Now that he had been in pain for so long and he was rolling at maximum speed, Angga felt himself plunging down so fast that his hair was blown upwards. His body did not stiffen but limp, because there was nothing he could do but plunge this deep.

BRUGH !!!

Stronger than he landed on the asphalt of the road after bouncing off the first transparent wall, this was a far greater impact. Again Angga hit hard on the rough surface makes it difficult for him to wake up, his spine joints seem to want to break. The sound of Angga's pain echoing filled the silence of the cave.

The cavern? How could? Doesn't that make sense? Angga propped his hands up on the rough surface smelling the ground, trying to get up with all his strength. All the clothes that the young man wore became so dirty, including a pair of brand shoes that he wore.

Although his head felt dizzy, but Angga tried to look up at the top of the cave wall which how could he be in a dark place and which he rarely visited except in a dream. Oh it turns out that really he can fall in the cave, apparently there is a large hole at the top there. There is only one hole, no more than one. Above there is clearly a little visible sky, of course the night sky that has no moon to illuminate. Yes, the beautiful moon has been covered by the night cloud.

Angga lowered his head by exhaling his breath tiredly. Unintentionally he knew, his right palm whose skin was different due to the incident came back like his real skin. Fortunately, the effect can disappear in a few minutes.

Crek !

Tek !

Tek !

Tek !

The sound of bones not far from Angga's hearing, made the man who was lamenting his right palm look up at the sound of the noisy bones.

Angga's body is frozen with eyes fixed on the front of what he was looking at. Even so, Angga's heartbeat did not follow the silent but pounding and his blood was stirred so terkisiapnya.

‘Live skull?!’

Angga's eyeballs move to look at one by one the skulls that there are many blood spots. The living bone creature appears to line up horizontally, although it does not have eyeballs but Angga can see and sure that the fishy-smelling living skull was staring at Angga.

Along with Angga exhaling through his slightly open mouth, the skulls that have life stepped parallel to the man who has been sweating cold.

“Where are you, young man?” ask the skulls who can make a sound.

“Weird skull!” Angga forced himself to stand up and run back the body blurred from the skulls. Angga increasingly increase the speed of his running rate into a marathon because the living bone was actually chasing him brutally.

Arriving at that time Angga also saw an iron door whose position was tightly closed. This is the best chance no longer to see some of the skulls that smell pungent. Both hands of Angga stalling directly after almost near the iron door.

BRAKK !!

Angga opened the iron door with all his energy because the name of the iron door must be so heavy to open in thrust. The skulls that looked angry immediately Angga shut tight and close the door with the power he now has.

BRAKK !!

“Hosh ... hosh .. hosh ..”

Angga bent his body with both palms touching the knees of his feet each while neutralizing the rules of his breath that was huffed due to running fast earlier. And now Angga is in a place where there is light illumination lights make Angga's heart quite calm than before.

Angga straightened his body and began to twist his body backwards, Angga frowned his two eyebrows confused. Laboratory Room?

The preparation of special tools for chemical practice in the room. The place is also clean and neat, there are no strange smells and impurities that make Angga not at home and want to get out. Angga walked on the floor and walked through the room by staring around the left white right walled place while the upper wall was predominantly light blue.

But there is something that concerns Angga, his eye contact is centered on a small door under the practice table. Angga narrowed his eyes and squatted in front of the small door.

“What is this door?”

Angga who was curious, reached for the small doorknob using one hand to open it and check what was inside the first foreign door Angga saw this.

Krieeett !

Whuuuuusstu...

The compact Angga opened the teak door, came a sudden gust of wind. It seems that when Angga saw this room there was no window ventilation for this wind was able to enter freely.

Angga slightly pulled his nose up because of the smell of rancid that burst into the smell of the man's nose. Then Angga looked back and saw something he did not expect.

The number of large pieces of rotten meat hanging together chains on top of the walls, in the clear container of chemical devices also filled some human eyeballs with veins contained in the whites of the eyes. Not only that there is, but there are also traces of blood splashes on every wall in the Laboratory room that become a gripping aura.

The walls of all that has faded color paint there is even a peeling, the lights above are also dim that become a bad atmosphere in view. Just looking at the situation of the room, there is a hand that blocks the legs of the Angga shin bone so strongly.

When Angga saw it, apparently a piece of human hand that only reached his wrist was the one who held the leg firmly. Angga with an expression of disgust because of the foulness of the hand, immediately pulled it from his feet and then boldly threw it firmly against the wall until the frail hand was crushed just like that.

Angga gulped his saliva, unexpectedly after he smashed the slimy terrible palm he came across dozens of palms the same as the one that Angga had smashed. Either where the human hand came from, but now the rotten and slimy palm was quickly chasing Angga along with the steps of his own fingers.

Angga immediately opened the teak door wide and immediately entered it. Very safe because the size of the door is like Angga if crawling. Now Angga began to crawl and enter the door with lightning steps.

After successfully entering, the hallway room which is quite wide for Angga turned the position of Angga's hand spontaneously closed the teak door tightly. But the disgusting human palms that are outside even break down the door that Angga withstands using the right hand under his shoulder.

The grimacing Angga did not know how to keep the tens of creatures did not manage to enter this door, but the eyes of Angga caught a medium-sized but long iron. The brilliant idea of Angga's brain emerged, to use the object as a door holder so that the creatures outside did not make it in. Angga put the long iron in the doorknob appropriately.

After installing it, Angga slowly released his hand from the teak door. Make sure the foul palm hand creature smelling the carcass can not slam the door.

Yeah! What Angga did worked out was also the end!

Angga smiled obliquely and turned back around with still crawling. All right, now Angga needs to go down this hallway to get his way out. It took him a long time to walk down the hallway where there was no turning at all.

The sultry feeling in his body enveloped because the hallway was so stuffy even though there was oxygen but no fresh air. The negative spirit was deliberately making Angga suffer, but there is no such thing as giving up. His soul always abstains from retreat unless it is his destiny.

After feeling the excitement that makes Angga want to get out quickly, he finally found a way out. Angga needs to crawl again to be able to get out of the long hallway and after that only Angga got up.

Angga clucked in the bottom of his heart, not the right way out but a strange place again. Really pisses himself off. Below there is a dark whirlpool even the young man to the creeps saw the whirlpool.

There is another way but it is far ahead. Angga can not step towards the end there because there is no road like a bridge or others that can Angga steps to be able to go there.

Angga walked to the edge below which was a whirlpool. Wait, pay attention in earnest it turns out there is a straight bridge road whose shape is clear. This greatly allows Angga can go there to be a freedom way out.

Angga stepped his right foot forward and stepped on the bridge, then the left foot that he stepped forward. The young man began to walk on a clear bridge that was barely visible until he reached the middle of the bridge.

Ting !

Ting !

Ting !

Ting !

Ting !

The sound like the knock of a glass glass up to five times, the bridge that settled there and passed by Angga disappeared just like that. What can I do now? Ow hell!

“Sial! I'm trapped again!”

Angga plunged back into the whirlpool that is still moving around, falling in vain when he almost reached the end there.

BYUR !!

The whirlpool stopped after the Angga fell in the dark water even though only a little bright light above the surface of the water. Angga opened his eyes in the surface of the water, it seems that around him no predatory fish will pounce on him alive.

Angga's heart seemed to want to stop at the presence of Arseno in front of him suddenly. His two eyeballs hanging under his eye organs looked at Angga meaningfully and grinned creepily, but Angga was not afraid of the Spirit at all.

There was nothing Angga did to the ghostly figure, but the spirit of a man his age deftly strangled Angga's neck with both hands. The chuckle made the breath of Angga choked especially himself who had not come out of the water surface.

“Angga .. Angga, I'm surprised at you. Why is it that throughout your struggle to be free from my game, you do not use your superior light? Has the inner eye you mastered disappeared by itself?”

Angga could not make his voice even open his mouth while in the water, while Arseno laughed happily over the suffering of the Indigo man who was the target of both.

“Are you not aware that those who take turns giving you miserable lives and terror are from me alone? It's good that you didn't realize it. You are indeed an Indigo human who has a stunted brain and your way of thinking is too shallow, huahahaha!”

Arseno disappeared away from before Angga who was still motionless. Angga really want to swim up, but all his energy has run out. Feeling unable to open his eyes, slowly Angga's eyes closed with his body floating in the dark surface of the water.

Indigo To Be Continued ›››