Short Horror Novel"OLD ROMANCE"

Salia Room?

Aleta starts greeting one of the girls, she looks prettier than Salia. Her eyelashes are pliable, her eye color is green, her skin is slightly mottled, her lips are red blushing, her hair is curly in let it unravel, her eyes are,

Embedded pinch of the cherry blossom on the top right head.

" hi, I'm Aleta. May we meet?"

" hi, viena my name. You seem confused?"

" yes, I'm looking for someone"

"Who? May I know?"

" salie"

"Salia? Salia van wirgh? He's in room 66"

After saying thank you, Aleta immediately left Viena and her friends. He tried to find the room in question . Once there Aleta saw a wooden door numbered 66.

" this is it"

Aleta. No answer at all. Many times on tap there is still no answer. Aleta also ventured to open the door of the room itself and closed it again m, so hearty that it did not cause the slightest sound. The lights in this room are very dim. And there was something different about this room, her bed was bound by a partition, and it wasn't Aleta in her room. So when you enter the room, people will see a small table and two wooden chairs first. A small square-shaped table is full of photos of Salia.

All of his photos are black and white. Salia poses like that. There are those who are alone with their parents. A rusty vault similar to the one in his room seemed open.

Aleta's feet were walking towards the closet. His eyes were eager to see the contents inside. He saw a number of Dutch noni clothes hanging there. But the color is very shabby, even brownish. Aleta tried to touch him.he was surprised, this was like a decades-old shirt that was not worth wearing. So fragile. In some parts it is hollow, probably in eating rats. At the bottom of the closet there are many termites. "where could Salia let her closet like this?" Think Aleta.

Aleta's heart was racing but her legs kept wanting to walk up to the bed in either bulkhead. He believes that Salia is sleeping there. Aleta walked slowly.

" a..Salia???"

Plus the beautiful face of Salia really drenched in that face" is this her mother?" Or grandmother? Oh god, what is this?" Aleta hoped this was all just a dream. But he doesn't want to end this, he still enjoys playing. This feeling that he did not really find when he read horror books that did not stimulate adrenaline.

Aleta stroked the hand of the man lying down. He felt the body so cold. He stroked the cheek that was only wrapped in the wrinkled skin. It was unexpected that the two women's eyes were open. Aleta is unable to say the word. Mouth's tight. The woman woke up from her sleep. The sound of joints like a person was flexing a muscle was clearly heard. The woman opened her mouth. Clearly his wrinkled lips have been peeling. His teeth are blackened. But she still looks beautiful.

" Aleta"

"Sa.. Salia? Are you Salia?"

" who brought you here?"

"Someone told me that this is your room"

" who? Is Miss Ramses?"

" no! She's not. But a girl . If you don't remember her name Viena."

Salia. It was like she wanted to cry. Aleta pity seeing it.

"Aleta, forgive me. You shouldn't have gotten here. You must have seen them, right?

" they? They who?

" the girl in this building"

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Yes, but wait! You have to answer my question first.