Pocong Terror in Rejo Pakis Village

The Being Without Being

News of the discovery of the body parts of Mas Samsul has spread everywhere. Even outside the village.

"What's the motive, ma'am. How could they do such a thing. To fellow humans." Dad opened the conversation when we had dinner together in the living room.

"His name is also under the influence of Satan, sir. It's dark in the eyes, anything's gonna do."

"People are tall, sir. See if there's a tattoo on the left wrist. Picture a scorpion that Minah did not see wrong." I answered softly. I'm afraid to be a witness when the police are looking for a suspect. Moreover, seeing the body pieces that were just thrown away when the citizens began to shout.

"Why was yesterday when asked, Minah answered do not know?" said Father.

I fell silent. To be honest, I was very afraid that I had to be a witness and ask for information to find the perpetrator.

"Sir." Mother holding my shoulder makes me flutter.

"Try Minah tell me the same Father. What the man is like."ask Father.

I slowly told him everything I saw, what the characteristics of the people I saw at the time were. Mom and Dad seemed to wince when they heard my explanation.

"Yes, Minah rest first. Minah must be tired." Mom asked me to go to the room.

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Tok ... tok ...

Dug ... dug ... dug ...

I hugged Mom tightly.

"Minah is afraid, ma'am." I said as I tightened my arms.

"Why is the demon still bothering you, ma'am. He should have left already." I said raucously.

"Pray, Nduk. Ask for the same protection as the Power."

You look out, looking to the origin of the sound. We followed him from behind. We all three walked slowly towards the front door. The sound of a few blunt force knocks was still heard. The longer the clearer and louder, but the more distant. You walk backwards. Away from the door, pulled my hand to follow her into the living room. My father asked me and my mother to sit on the bench. You did not allow us to follow him.

"Mina's mom is just here. Let the Father look ahead there." ask him.

Pfraannggg ...

My mom and I jumped almost at the same time. The sound of objects falling in the kitchen made the Father who was in the front room run back to us.

"What's up, Mom?"

"A ... ada yang melempar panci di dapur, Pak." jawab Ibu terbata.

A shadow was seen on the kitchen wall. In the dim light from the lamp the block makes the shadow clearly visible. The human figure is wrapped in cloth and bound in several parts of the body, especially at the top of the head that is budding. We backed off, abandoning our intention to go to the kitchen.

Seen from the shadows, the figure banged his head against the wall. I don't know what the purpose is, but it turns out that the impact of his head that had caused a sound. A groaning voice also slowly sounded faintly. Like the one who endured the pain, his voice was so heartbreaking to anyone who heard it.

I closed my eyes, trying not to see what was standing there. All the short letters I memorized I read slowly. Hoping to be able to expel the fear that is currently being struck, thankfully able to dispel the creepy figure. I peeked through the gap between the kitchen and the living room. You also did not dare to peek directly through the door.

"Raono kujude." said Mr. How can, there is a shadow but the Father did not see any form of the figure. A long creaking sound rang out, like a long, pointed nail swiped deeply on the board. I know where it is. The three of us looked at it in unison.

"Voronezhhhh ... "