SENSITIZED

SHROUD

Hanna who was in a different world, her heart that was being held back with her tremors that continued to attack, increasingly made Hanna's breath seem to stop.

She was the curled woman who entered a typical Dutch-style room in a hurry to meet one of the students who led a fierce debate that occurred at the round table.

"He, they are all invaders and the inhabitants seem to know what we are going to do. The senators decided we didn't have to continue the mission."

"Den, our real goal is to prove them, our association is very important to our progress."

"But don't do it! Or we won't survive."

The woman stood staring with the liquid mixed with the ground continuing to drip out until it soaked the floor.

"Look!"

One of his hands pointed me to a wall, with a different color of paint. Hanna's pair of eyes were shocked to see them with an extremely fierce debate. So before the hotel was built, this was a sacred dutch house that performed a treat and tumbal every month.

The woman pulled him to hide, but they had all found their hiding place. "May you change your mind" said one of the men to those still hugging.

"Mas. What should we do."

All the men pulled them and beat them unconscious.

I started to see the real creepy incident being*****, from what he was going to show.

All the men opened a room and put them in it. That door was closed. They lock until they glue the cement mixed with bricks.

"Don't they still live!" hanna shouted, as if asking not to bury the living into the sinkhole.

As usual Hanna, yelling and lying limp until the grains of sweat continue to wet her body because what she saw was very creepy.

His heavily tangled skin was wrinkled with visible bones. Obviously they died because they ran out of air in the warehouse, which had been covered with sand mixed with cement to remove their tracks, preventing dismantling the cruel treatment of the invaders.

Hanna still smelled the stench of death water that kept poking my nose. I don't know what it really is.

"Fring.kring..."

The clattering sound from the drip princess carriage or whatever I heard coming back, made my aura of home very creepy.

Only then did Hanna realize, she was back in their world. The princess with her pale face showed her sharp gaze in red staring at the curled woman by extending out one of her hands.

"Go away." the figure asked Hanna, not to interfere.

The woman quickly left her room. It seems like he always gets protection from the princess.

But Hanna see, that figure doesn't want her to help me. Hanna doesn't want them to do anything with me.

I stood in my fear. Against those who always come and turn to disturb me with their stories that I want to write.

"You, princess or whatever I don't want to know. Never help me in anything. I don't want to have a debt of gratitude with you, so go!" said the figure spoke to Hanna's body.

"I just want to know why one of the rooms should not be occupied, why every one of them who comes is always a terrible accident" said Hanna.

"Because it is our sacred chamber, it cannot be destroyed other than burned and their bodies revealed!" said the figure laughed creepily.

Within seconds Hanna's eyes opened again and this time she wasn't in their game.

This breeze Hanna felt, the smell of the leaves and my skin that I pinched myself had already felt as well.

"Ah, I'm back in my own world. You guys are so fucking shitty of me."

I threw my body this soft basket. "I feel so tired, my body is broken. Uh..."

I stood back to look at those who were always laughing noisily.

Ryan was silent to see Hanna, and finally understood them.

"All right, shut up! It's so noisy."

The voice of the big figure behind the four hotel employees suddenly startled Hanna, who very seriously warned my guards.

"Where do you know?" ask Ryan.

"He occupied that room which he believed was his home, it had a hole. There are a hundred human beings buried alive! so unload and burn! I think you need a sar team and a cop."

"Hey, it's as deadly as our livelihood" said one hotel employee.

"The choice is that, wanting to die can't work. Or die to be their next victim!" cetus Hanna's.

I quickly climbed down the stairs. Back again my gaze was fixed on the figure of the grandmother with suru in her mouth which continued to chew. He was one of the victims of a dead body that was dumped alive into a hallway, one of the hotel rooms.

The black shadow continued to shake its head on my porch, as I looked at the figure of the grandmother, who had surprisingly revealed herself.

"I'm tired, don't show your form again! It sucks." cried Hanna, making Ryan deathly pale.

"You, old grandma sucks. Go then! I can't focus because of you."

My inner eye now I can control. My courage now I can show, even though the fear is always there.

The granny with her sharp glances finally left and disappeared. However, I felt something very heavy sitting on my neck.

I continued to hold onto my neck which suddenly became stiff and stiffened.

"Hanna, he's bothering you?" ask Ryan.

"He asked for his bones to be found and buried properly! that's your uncle Ryan! does he want to make this hotel uproar with real news later."

"Ah, yes I understand."

She the woman in white did not show a creepy smile anymore. He seemed to run away from Hanna.

Ryan, astonished by all this. What happened to them. Ah, I'm not gonna find out. At least my life will be quiet in a day not meeting them.

But Hanna arrived, and Ryan felt something very heavy. All my fur was back on its feet and the feeling was very unpleasant.

Only then did I realize, the smell of the grave ground came poking my nose. Yes, the soil is still wet and fresh mixed with the smell of death flowers that they used to sow when they last buried someone.

"You don't feel so good, rotten. Is there a rat?" Ryan looked all under the chair and looked for the origin of the smell.

"Yes, what is this smell that stings so much." Hanna who took the flashlight came looking by looking at all the rooms.

"I'll try to look behind."

Hanna stopped her steps. My heart is shaking this time is amazing. When my inner eyes saw a tall figure with a shroud standing before me was very creepy.

Well a shroud full of foul-smelling earth like a carcass dropped by in one of the hotel rooms.

"Create, what is it?" ryan nervously patted Hanna on the shoulder, as the figure was in front of Hanna.

Tbc.

Yuks stopped by Author's literature department, while waiting for Hanna Up.