Mystical Book Traces

PROLOGUES

"What is this place?" In a vast field of reeds, Lucas circulated his thoughtful view of where he really was.

"Am I dreaming? Where's me?" Lucas walked in no direction because around him there was only a weed that had soared.

"Hiks.hiks... Hikss.." heard from a distance the sound of a child crying, Lucas followed the direction of the voice.

Under the dead tree there was a small girl pigtail two ribbed wearing a yellow dress and on her shoulder there is a sling bag with a picture of a doll. was hugging his knees while crying, Lucas was approaching. "Little girl, why are you crying?" Ask Lucas.

"You looking for your parents? Or are you lost?" There was no answer from the boy, the boy just cried while covering his face with his tiny hands.

"Want me help you find it?" Bargain Lucas. Suddenly the little boy stood up and clasped Lucas' hand. The little boy ran as if telling Lucas to follow him.

"He-hey! where are we going for a minute?!" Lucas was shocked because of his hand that the boy pulled and ran after the little boy.

"Hey, answer me, don't shut up!" Instantly the little boy stopped, and pointed towards a large, worn-out house around which was covered with weeds. Lucas and the boy headed for the house, on top of the house there was a board that read 'MOTHER LOVE ORPHANAGE'.

"An Orphanage? This little girl where you live?" The little boy just nodded, and clasped Lucas' hand to go in with him to the house.

"Why do you want me to come in too?" Just a nod that Lucas received.

"Can you say anything?" There's no answer. The little boy just walked into the porch of the house.

"Judah I anterin you to the front door." Lucas knocked on the door of the big house.

"Excuse me!!" no sign of life there, Lucas wondered if the little boy really lived here. Because what Lucas sees in this house is not worth living in.

'Does this kid live with his parents?' ask Lucas in my heart.

Krekk!! The boy opened the door and entered the house.

"He's in, as good as I'm going." Lucas turned around and wanted to leave. Suddenly there were some big hands pulling Lucas into the house.

"Aghhhhhhhh...!!" Bruckkk!! Lucas fell.

''Krekkk!!!" The door was closed hard. Lucas's ailing body was forced to stand up and attempt to open the door. "The door cannot be opened!". Time and time again Lucas pulled the handle of that door.

"What really happened?" And what is this place? Orphanage, but why is it so scary?" Lucas's gaze circled around his surroundings.

"Where did the little girl go?" Lucas walked into the house.

"Where's your little girl?" Call Lucas but no word from anyone.

Lucas continued walking throughout the house, it seemed like it was a living room as there was a sofa and a table in the middle of the room, there are not many objects there are only a few photos on the wall of the living room. Lucas was still walking in the spacious house and looking at every corner of the house. Lucas's eyes looked at one of the photos, and it was familiar to Lucas.

Family photo consisting of a pair of parents holding 2 boys and girls. "Eh, this is a picture of my parents, right? Why are they here?" lucas asked in wonder why the photo of him and his parents was in this Orphanage.

In the photo Lucas' father is holding a boy, the boy is Lucas, and the mother is holding another daughter, but the photo of the boy was torn apart which left Lucas at a loss as to who the girl was.

"And whose picture was this torn apart?." Fun to think about who the child in the photo was, suddenly there was a voice calling Lucas.

"Lucas!... Lucas!.." Lucas searched for the origin of the sound.

"Was that little girl of yours?" Ask Lucas. Lucas began to walk again into the corridor of the house, a dim house because there was only moonlight coming through the cracks of the worn wall.

"Where is that little girl?" Lucas circulated his gaze throughout the corridor.

'Tap 'em! Aap!' footsteps behind Lucas. Lucas turned around and saw the little boy walking quickly.

"Eh, wait!!" Lucas followed the little boy but the little boy's pace was so fast.

"So he walked this way, right?" There was an open door and Lucas went in. There was a long hallway Lucas followed the hallway.

At the end of the hallway was a closed door. "The door from the end of this hallway, he must have run here." Lucas opened the door.

Kree!!! The door was open, a pungent rancid smell and a dark chill were felt by Lucas as he opened the door.

On the roofs of the house Lucas saw some dolls being deliberately hung. "Why are these dolls hanging?" Lucas asked who was astonished to see all the dolls.

"What is this place exactly? I'd better get out of here!." Lucas hurriedly wanted to leave the strange room. Just as he was about to step foot, Lucas heard the sound of crying again.

"Hikss.hikss..hiks.." Lucas turned body. The sound of crying grew louder and louder.

"Hikss.hikss..hiks.." Lucas circulated his gaze left and right. "Why are you? Answer!!" Shouted Lucas.

"Please..Hixss.. Lucas.. Hikss..hiks.!" Lucas searched for the origin of the sound but he found no one there.

Suddenly Lucas' hand was held tightly by the little boy. "Please.. We finally meet!! Hi hi hi.."

Facing Lucas, Lucas saw the little boy's eyes open and bleeding profusely.

"LUCASSSS!!"...

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"Aghhhhhh!!!"

"Huh, huh, hah that dream again, a dream that repeats every night!." What Lucas experienced was just a dream.

Lucas wondered why the dream always appeared every night. Lucas who had wanted to work on his novel that would be published even fell asleep in front of his laptop.

Lucas grabbed a glass containing water beside his laptop directly sipped the water until it ran aground. "What is this really? It's impossible to have the same dream over and over again every night." Lucas closes his laptop and goes back to sleep. Lucas' head was dizzy but the dream kept coming.

The morning had come, Lucas who had difficulty sleeping since last night was awakened because his alarm had sounded. Lucas rushed to take a shower and after that breakfast.

Lucas is brewing sachetan coffee. To reduce his drowsiness. "Damn!! Because of the recurring dream, I could not sleep. My romance novel should be released soon." It was Lucas who cursed his dream last night.

"Sleeping pills don't work for my people, my work is getting messy!!" Lucas looked at the window while sipping his homemade coffee.

"By being a writer is my dream, but I can't even write.if this continues to mess with my life!!" Oceh Lucas was the dream again.

Drtts...Drtts..Drttt. Lucas Hp vibration on the table, inscribed the name 'Sindy' on the screen. "A-ahh-a i-itu. ma-maaf just finished one chapter." Lucas replied. He hurriedly kept the phone away from his ear.

"YYYYOO!!!!! JUST ONE CHAPTER?!!" looks like the caller is angry because of the tone intonation.

"Sorry Sindy!" Answer Lucas.

"Ohhh Lucas, you want your novel to air, and you just finished a chapter!! Aghhh! This mess, how come you're like this Luc!! Though you used to be excited so that your novel can come out. Lah pas wants to rise even so it is melt like gini. Fight dong Lucas!!" Omelette Sindy.

"This time too, you have a problem?!!" Sindy.

"Yes, actually. mmhhm.." Ctakk!! No! Lucas' laptop suddenly typed itself. The shocked Lucas did not immediately answer Sindy's question.

"Hello Lucas.. lu why?" Ask Sindy across the phone.

No!! No!! No!! "Hello Lucas.. Does that sound?!" No answer from Lucas, Lucas noticed every type on the laptop.

No!! No!! No!! Lucas' sweat dripped, Lucas looked carefully at the type.

HELP US LUCAS!!!