Secret Alit

Behind the Wall - Part 2

I was in a field I had never seen before. Why don't I remember anything? Where am I now? What the hell am I doing here? I was in a daze because the day suddenly quickly changed to night. The wind was blowing fiercely at the location of this field.

I feel cold. Only wear home shirts and shorts. What's more, my hair is still wet, a towel on my head.

"Oh yes, I just finished taking a shower" I said, recalling the incident.

I haven't been able to get out of the bathroom. Before taking a shower, I just got home from school. It was still noon. The sun was shining and I was hot. I quickly took a shower to get fresh. But.it's already night. And I was in an empty land that was foreign to me. No longer in the bathroom.

I stood up, my eyes looking around. There's nothing here. Blank. There was only a speck of light that did not sufficiently illuminate this place. So dark.

My mind was staring at what might have happened in this dark, desolate place - kidnapping, robbery, or murder. Now that fear gives me goosebumps! Plus, the cold wind that greeted me woke up all my hair. There are no family and friends. Where are grandma, papa, mama, and Kak Luni?

Although it was on the field, but it was very dark. It's hard to breathe because I'm so scared. There's nothing to see, there's no one here.

I've started to feel tired standing glued in the same position as this. I also move my legs slowly to reduce the tingling sensation. But my legs feel heavy. It felt like it was being held back by a thick, invisible dirt of mud.

At that moment, I remembered the woman in the bathroom. He was the last person I met! Could it be that the girl died in this place? When I met the girl, I immediately imagined a terrible event. After seeing the condition of his bloodied face, I guessed that he was brutally murdered. Scenes of such events, often occur in deserted locations far from residential areas. Like in the vacant lot where I'm standing right now.

The woman in the bathroom was still young. He looks about the same age as me, probably only about 15 or 16 years old. His face was round and his hair was long straight down to the waist. It's sad and sad. His forehead was like it had been chopped off, until it almost split. Maybe the culprit was wearing a machete or some kind of sharp weapon. His wounds gaped and blood poured from his head, soaking his face and clothes. She was wearing a green-colored canal skirt outfit that already looked shabby and worn. The girl looked at me with a glare and her face was sad, but her eyes widened. Could it be the condition shortly after being killed, so that was his appearance before he died?

I just watched the woman for a while, before she suddenly moved to this place. Am I going back in time to witness the murder of that girl? My fear began to fade slowly, changing into curiosity. I wonder who that woman really is?

In the middle of my daydream, the atmosphere changed again. I went back to my original place, the bathroom. Of course I'm surprised. My eyes hurt a bit, as it suddenly moved to a light spot from the original pitch black. I rubbed my eyes before finally opening my eyes, and I saw the figure of the girl was no longer there.

I immediately rushed out, without thinking about opening the lock and turning the door handle. I was afraid of being trapped again in that dark wasteland. No, I ignored my dirty uniform that was strewn on the bathroom floor.

My grandmother and I sat on the couch. For a few moments, I sat in silence to calm myself down before finally starting the story I had just experienced. Grandma who saw me panicked like that, looked ordinary. It seems like grandma already understood that I just experienced something unusual.

"There was a strange incident when Alit just finished bathing, Grandma. I saw a girl with a broken face like she had been hacked away. His face was terrible, but Alit felt sorry to see it," I said starting the story to Grandma.

"After that, Alit was confused as he suddenly moved into a dark empty field. It was so dark that Alit had a hard time seeing the surroundings" I continued.

"From the model of clothes worn, the girl seemed to live in the era of the 80s. Alit guessed, it was possible that the figure of the girl was killed at that location, Nek. With the current development, that location might no longer exist. Where exactly are you, Grandma? Alit's still in a daze until now," I continued.

As usual, grandma calmed me down with her gentle voice and friendly smile. He replied, it has made me more mature. I don't know what that means, I don't understand it either. Is it possible because I can already empathize with beings from another dimension?

Grandma then moved from the sofa and headed to the kitchen, followed by Ireng. I opened the towel wrapped around my head and hung it on the clothesline, then helped Grandma prepare dinner for the housemates. Papa, Mama, and Kak Luni will probably be home soon.

Surely my guess. Today my dad picked up my mom in his office, and they came home quickly with fried banana treats.

I immediately took a snack and put it on the plate while tasting the fried banana that was still warm. Not long after, there was the voice of Kak Luni who had just returned from school.

"Ireeeng!!!" Shouted Kak Luni who called Ireng from outside the house.

Ireng who was in the kitchen with me immediately put his ears on as soon as he heard his name called. Apparently, Kak Luni came home with a snack for Ireng. Ireng who had been memorized with his favorite snack package immediately ran to Kak Luni while meowing cheerfully.

In the midst of a fun atmosphere to gather with family at home, grandma and I keep secret the incident that I just experienced. Especially for Kak Luni, so that she does not feel afraid if she wants to go to the bathroom. I understand now, it seems like I'm the only one who is 'sensitized', so often experience strange events. Perhaps, this 'talent' of mine was passed down from grandma. So, it's only natural that I can see invisible creatures.