
There is an official house located in a quiet and remote housing complex. The house had long been abandoned by its owner and became a haunted legend among the inhabitants of the complex. That said, this house is inhabited by a pocong whose loyal waiter, ready to haunt anyone who dares to approach.
This horror story begins on a dark and cloudy night. The wind rustled spreading dry leaves around the service house. A young man named Andre, who was curious about this mysterious story, decided to explore the house. He knew that many people in the complex were afraid of this legend, but his curiosity could not be contained.
Andre entered the house carefully, his steps trembling and his breathing heavy. The house looks unkempt, with dust and cobwebs around every corner. Andre felt that there were eyes watching him, but he did not see anyone.
The moment he entered the living room, the lights there suddenly went out, and the atmosphere became very dark. Only the sound of her footsteps could be heard as she tried to search for the light switch. However, before he could turn on the lights, he felt a cold touch on his back. Andre turned around quickly and shouted.
In front of him, he saw a figure of a floating pocong with his haunted wave. The pocong's face was covered in a white shroud, and his eyes were glowing red like the embers of hellfire. Andre was horrified at once transfixed by this inhuman presence.
The pocong slowly approached Andre, and each step sounded like an inevitable step of death. Andre tried to run, but his legs would not move. It seemed like the pocong had supernatural powers binding it.
As the pocong drew closer, Andre tried to speak, "Who are you? What do you want?" However, the pocong only let out a hoarse voice that made Andre's hair creep.
All of a sudden, all of the lights inside the house lit up by themselves. Andre looked around and realized that there was more than one pocong in the room. They were all floating in the same motion, as if they were irresistible waiting spirits.
The pods were getting closer and closer to Andre, and he felt trapped in their midst. They kept moving closer and closer, until Andre felt there was no way out.
Suddenly, one of the pocongs reached out his hand and touched Andre's forehead. A terrifying cold sensation engulfed his entire body, and he felt his consciousness begin to fade. The pocong seemed to be trying to take his life.
However, before Andre completely lost consciousness, he heard voices chanting ancient spells. The voices grew louder and echoed inside the house. The pods seemed distracted by the sounds, and they started floating backwards.
The voices grew stronger, and suddenly, all the pocongs disappeared as if they had never existed. Andre was sitting limp on the floor, still breathless by the terrible experience he had just experienced.
After a while, Andre was finally able to stand up and get out of the house. He knew that he had experienced something that could not be explained by science. He was sure that the pocongs were the waiting spirits that really existed in the official house.
Andre reported his experience to the residents of the complex, but no one believed him. They consider it a lie or an exaggerated imagination. However, Andre knew that what he was going through was a terrible reality.
From then on, he never again approached the official house, and he hoped that the pocongs would continue to live there, away from the humans who accidentally disturbed their homes.
However, this horror story does not end there. The legend about the official house inhabited by the pocong continues, and many people still feel afraid to approach it. All who saw it from the outside could only feel a terrible presence inside the house, as if the waiting spirits were still faithfully guarding their home to this day.
One of the residents of the complex who could not help but be curious was Sarah. She is a young woman who is always interested in things that smell mysterious and supernatural. Stories about the official house that was inhabited by a pocong have haunted him since he moved to the complex. He felt that he had to find out the truth, even though the risk was great.
On a dark night and raining heavily, Sarah decides to travel to the official house. He was armed with his flashlight, camera and cell phone. All this preparation he did so that he could record evidence about the existence of the pocong, if it was true they existed.
When he approached the house, he felt the atmosphere getting gripping. The wind rippled and leaves fell around him, creating terrifying sounds. The moment he entered the house, he felt a bone-chilling coldness, even colder than the previous nights.
Sarah began to explore the house carefully. He tried to speak in a soft voice, "Is it here? Please show yourself if you really exist." However, there was no response. The rooms in the house were silent and dark, only the light of the flashlight disturbed the darkness.
As he walked into the living room, he felt that something was amiss. He heard faint sounds, like a haunting whisper. Sarah decides to record with her phone camera and activates her flashlight to see more clearly.
Suddenly, the flashlight died, and the room became very dark. He tried to turn the flashlight back on, but nothing happened. He felt something cold and invisible touch his neck. Panicked, he tried to run out of the room, but the door locked itself.
Sarah shouted with all her might, hoping that someone would hear. He tried to open the door hard, but in vain. He felt like someone was controlling this house, and he became a prisoner in it.
As he was trapped in the room, he heard steps approaching him. He turned to the direction of the voice and saw the figure of a pocong floating before him. The pocong let out a gripping hoarse voice, making Sarah's hair stand on end.
Sarah tried to get away from the pocong, but her legs would not move. It seemed like the same supernatural force Andre was experiencing was tying him up. The pocong was getting closer, and Sarah felt her breath tight. He doesn't know what to do.
However, suddenly, all the lights inside the house lit up by themselves, just like Andre had experienced before. Sarah looked around and realized that all the rooms in the house were now bright. The pocong that haunted him seemed to be disturbed by the light and retreated slowly.
Then, he heard voices chanting the ancient spells, just like Andre had experienced. The voices grew stronger and echoed throughout the house. The pocong looked increasingly in pain and depressed by the sounds.
Without warning, the pocong simply disappeared, as if it had been sucked into the darkness. The room that had been gripping now turned silent again, and Sarah felt the strength that bound her had vanished.
He quickly got out of the house, feeling grateful that he had survived the terrible experience. However, he also knew that he had captured evidence of the existence of the pocong with his camera, despite never planning to publish it. He just wanted to keep the secret so that the inhabitants of the complex would not get more frightened.
Sarah continues her life by avoiding the official house, and the spooky story remains a mystery that haunts the housing complex. The pocong-inhabited official house is still the object of debate and fear among the residents, and the legend will continue as long as the complex exists.
However, one thing is certain, the official house remains a place to avoid, and no one knows for sure what is happening inside. Only the pocong who is the faithful guardian of the house knows the terrible secrets it hides, and perhaps it is a mystery that will remain buried with it forever.