Misty Soil

Bondan

The plan starts with Bondan and his friends. He caught the pigeon in the barn. The man's angry eyes knew Bondan was bad for him. He glared snapped in order to release the rope that tightly bound him. Bondan just laughed out loud and took the maid's keris.

“Hei young man, you've gone against fate. You think stealing a sacred heirloom can make you more powerful?”

“Old man, I give you two options. First I'll let you go then you go as far away from this village as possible or second you die! Ahahah!”

“Cursed are you Bondan!” sniffed the pigeon.

When he is about to blow the spell, Bondan codes Kiki and Man to finish him off. The knife cut the pigeon's neck. Black blood flowed profusely bathing his own body. They dumped the body of the pigeon boy into the river and burned down his house near the forest border.

The burning smoke made the attention of the citizens running to see it. The shopkeeper's house that was exhausted by the cocks snuffed out all its contents. The residents became restless thinking who else would conquer all the sacred things in the village. With this incident, they are more submissive and never against anything ordered by Bondan.

“Home of the fireman.”

“Really I don't still don't believe it.”

“Who would dare to do this deed?”

“This is a new calamity in our village.”

Various words said by the people.

Scraps of burnt smoke, the rest of the building debris revealed a strange figure in the form of a tall black form flying in view by a female toddler pointing while crying in fear. His panicked mother immediately took him home to follow other residents who were frightened by the sound of strange sounds in that place.

Forcing things you shouldn't have. Use the weak in the name of power. That kind of thing is a real weakness for you. Has not man been given a portion of each of the differences in rights and obligations?

“We are satisfied to kill him! I can't wait to try the keris that is said to be so great this” said Bondan.

“Bondan, you can't be impatient. Are not the residents being haunted by the figure of the inhabitants of the foggy lake?” says Man.

“I think it's our chance to prove the extent of what the power of the thing is” Kiki said.

“You are so smart. Ahahahahah! It's not in vain that you choose you as my best friend! Ahahah!” bondan.

Behind the scenes of calm and drifting, the two friends he believes in carrying out his crime have prepared a plan to take over everything he owns. They look for ways and loopholes to bring down and even eliminate Bondan as soon as possible. Fake laughter and all the pure pleasure.

The sound of a simple clap, signaling for all residents to gather in front of his yard. Even though the sky was already evening, they were forced to attend for fear of getting sanctions from him. Bondan voices out so they follow him to the misty Lake. Supposedly before entering the forest, they have to do the requirement to ask permission from the residents there as done by the buyer.

“Pak Bondan, do we not ask the maid to help?” ask mr. Kadi. Inside the man's mind was suppressing his anger towards the figure of the youngster filled with selfishness and arrogance.

“No need, you see for yourself that I've been holding this kris. Old man seems to have stopped from this village” said Bondan.

Mr. Edi clenched his hand he was almost out of control about to hit him but came back to remember the man was still showing his fangs of power. The citizens simply fell silent following his steps into the forest. The talisman relics of the keguncen they hold tight occasionally eye gaze staring around the forest. The sound of screeching creatures that vibrate the body until the legs are difficult to move, they are so scared that someone urinates in their pants.

“Ihihihihh” shrill laughter sounds loud.

Some residents ran to pieces and dropped their torches. While Bondan continued to walk confidently lifting the keris up into the sky. He paid no heed to all the distractions, until they stopped at the edge of the foggy Lake. This is what he had later, using the sacred object of the owner of the maid.

“Hey here fight me!” his yell.

“Bondan, we'd better not get in trouble. Let's just stop this plan” whispered Man.

“Ah you don't be a weak man!” refute Kiki.

Bondan turned the keris into the water, he remembered a spell that was often said by the maid when she was with her adoptive father. The instant the water turned into blood, the mist grew even thicker. Screams of screeches, foreign voices popping up as well as apparition figures coming out of the water.

“Ghost! Bondan let's go!” man pulled him.

The insanity of the children who just got the position as the village leader made them never calm. But there is satisfaction in him because the kris proved that even without a review or the entry requirements to the area did not make them killed or exposed to other supernatural things.

“Pak Bondan, we ask permission to return home” said one of the residents representing.

“Ya please, thanks for your time. Tomorrow I'll pay all the workers, but only for the people who follow me tonight. Ahahah.”

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In the forest that is filled with various kinds of rare plants, it is as good as it is guarded and preserved. Although it looks attractive to the eye and there is a sense of the desire to take it all it must be held for the sake of self-safety. Herman who could not stand the attraction of forest mushrooms that he saw near the trees near the border ravine.

Herman plucked some of the mushrooms and put them in a bag. He used a razor blade carefully so as not to damage the other plants. He forgot about the permission request to take something even though it looked like a trivial thing. Another figure who knew it immediately spread poisonous air turning the movement of the forest atmosphere into pitch black.

“Why suddenly the atmosphere becomes night?” murmured Herman.

He fumbled at the bat in his pocket and looked for a sign as a guide to the last road he had traveled. He was already circling looking yet the mark seemed to disappear. He remembered that the campground was not far away. A strange sound sprung up revealing a figure flying closer to him. The demon ghost creature Rambe grinned, revealing its extremely long canine teeth and nails, strangling it.

“Arggghh!”

“Ihihi” laughter the figure is already impatient to enjoy human blood.

“Herman! Where's you!”

“Herman!”

Aaron's voice calls were some other people towards that place.