SPIRITS

Episodes 10

Leo threw his bag on the table. Jounatan who was bending his head was jolted. He immediately looked up. His eyes were red, his hair was messy, and his face was tangled like an unironed shirt.

Seeing who threw the bag, Jou turned back to his head. He's feeling dizzy. He only slept two hours last night. The weird and weird terror felt more and more real. But until now Jou still thinks that what he has been experiencing lately is just a nightmare. He gets sin from sleeping wherever he is and gets nightmares, as his sleep schedule changes completely since he starts work.

“Gosh, early morning already sleepy aja lu.” Leo threw his ass in the chair next to Jou. “Mana tuh face again.”

Jou replied with a slow growl. Pain in his head ma kin felt. While the class was quite quiet now has transformed into a morning market when one by one class students came. He could not continue his five-minute sleep.

“Eh, you were looking for Alex earlier. He said he's been training basketball less than a child.”

Jou massaged his temple. He just remembered that since working at Diskotek Lipstik, he had not once participated in basketball training. Plus, he hasn't told Alex about his work. After all, as the captain of the team, Alex should know Jou's busyness now.

“Elu hurts?” ask Leo.

Jou shakes. “Lack of sleep.”

Actually this morning Jou had thought to suffer all the strange events experienced this week. Precisely since he was with Leo and Nay came to the Lipstick Discotheque. Also a strange sighting on the second floor toilet of their school. And a gang of distractions that she feels at home, including the story of the merchant's mother across the Lipstick Discotech. But Jou still held back. He thought of a way to put an end to all this, without involving Leo and Nay. He doesn't want any problems that affect his two friends.

Not only that, if he told of the apparition of the terrible feed harvester, what could Leo have done for him? And again, Jou still thinks that what she's having is a nightmare. There are no curious spirits. There is no spirit that terrorizes. It's all not real.

When Jou's head was filled with that thought, he suddenly remembered something. Why didn't she find out about the Lipstick Discotheque and Victoria High School on the Internet? Jou immediately reached into his pants pocket and pulled out his Android phone. He opened Google and typed in a few keywords: Discotek Lipstick, Budi Lupus, Curious Spirit, Urban Legend Jakarta.

Lots of links appear. Jou clicked the wrong tunya. There is only a glimpse of urban legend related to Budi Lupus. It's more or less the same as Leo ever told me. Unfortunately, there is no more detailed story, other links are just copies of the first link.

Jou changes his search keywords: Victoria High School, Schoolgirl Hanging Herself, Toilet Haunted. He was still unsure of Mang Kirman's testimony. But not a single link appeared about Jou's school. Jou's head was a bit heavy, he felt he needed hot coffee to dispel his drowsiness. But he couldn't even walk to the cafeteria downstairs. And also, in five minutes the bell will ring. Jou's gaze began to be somewhat confused. He massaged the trunk of his nose, and stretched his neck muscles. Sounded slow creaking. Jou straightened his back. His shoulders felt heavy, as if someone was putting tens of kilos of weight on it. He's yawning. Widths.

Jou stared at the clock on his wrist. 07.25 WIB. He saw the clock moving faintly. Shaded. It's like camp bar four. The excitement of classes that are like a vegetable market in the morning suddenly changes. Bell tolling. It echoed like it was inside a long, empty hallway. Jou. The friend sat still, facing straight towards the whiteboard in front of the class. No one is chattering. No one looks. Jou.

Something's not right.

The sound of water tap sounds. Screamy. Then the smell of thick smoke ro kok. Jou felt her chest tight. Cigarette smoke was like it was purposely clumping in front of his nose. He almost choked, but stopped when he heard the rhythm of the footsteps echoing shoes.

Bu Diandra's.

Jou recognized the rhythm of the shoe's steps. The first lesson on Wednesday was Physics. Jou could still remember that clearly. But he still could not understand, why his friends suddenly sat sweet and looked at the blackboard like hypnotized.

Hey, where's Leo?

The bench next to him was empty. Leo's missing.

Jou fingered the bench surface. His palm touched the bench board. Five minutes before the bell came in, Leo came and threw the bag at the table. The sound of the bag made Jou who was asleep instantly awake. Then he heard Leo's chatter, including the news that Alex was looking for him. That means Leo was sitting on the bench next to him.

Did Leo go to the toilet? Or to the canteen. I don't think I asked Leo to buy coffee at the cafeteria.

Ms. Diandra went into the class. Unlike usual, the thirty-year-old single female teacher rubbed her hair. Usually Bu Diandra styled his hair in a high loop. The teacher did not say good morning either. Jou frowned.

After putting the book on the table, Bu Diandra took a marker and wrote Kinematics with Vector Analysis. Jou's head pulsated. The tibatiba cold just ambushed. The silent class and the sound of water from the loud tap caused him confusion. Also Miss Diandra who is not as she knows.

Srek.

Jou heard the sound of a nail scratching something. Slashing. Make his teeth grit. He's looking for the origin of the sound. The sound was the source of Bu Diandra. And Jou was only able to swallow when he saw Bu Diandra writing with his nails.

Classes are uninhabited. The sound of nail scratches pierced Jou's eardrum. She's shivering. Resist the pain that attacks.

Suddenly, Jou heard water dripping. Screamy. It was as if there was heavy rain out there and the roof of the school was leaking. Te tesan's voice was so close. As if it was beside him. Jou. He's mired. The class of white and clean ceramic floors had turned terrible. Water seeps in mossy tiles. The walls are dirty and black. Kertaskertas. Whiteboard full of scribbles and very dirty. The carcass is old and weathered. And there's no one ready. Jou stared around. Body whirring. This class is empty!

Ms. Diandra's missing. Also friends. Jou berk jap's. He rubbed his eyes. There was really nothing but him. He's holding on to the table surface. Then once again look around. There was only the sound of water dripping. Jou stood up and stepped up. When lifting shoes, the water feels sticky. He gulped as soon as he realized it was the blood that filled the floor. The fishy smell stifles the nose.

At first glance, there was a shadow flashing. Jou hurriedly looked over. But his eyes caught nothing. The shadow is gone.

“Halo, Mario!” There was a heavy sound and so far away.

Jou. The voice seemed to come from behind him. The feather stands.

Mario.

Jou came out of the hallway of his chair. Walk towards the whiteboard and exit. But just a few steps, his legs instantly petrified. Suddenly, in front of him was already standing someone who was backing him. Someone dressed as a girl. From behind his stature was similar to Bu Diandra, complete with a swallow.

“Bu Diandra,” Jou calling. The woman wearing the black blazer and the short skirt did not say anything.

“Bu,” Jou calling again. There is still no lawfulness.

“Bu Diandra.” Jou touched the woman's shoulder.

Jou slid back and almost screamed as the figure turned his head. The woman's face is not intact. Half destroyed. His right eyeball was hanging on his cheek, as if counting seconds before rolling on the floor. And what made Jou nauseous, the figure's facial skin suddenly melted. Jou slowly backed off. I heard a shrill laugh. Discriminate. Makes the whole body shudder.

This must be a dream. Awake, Jou! Wake up!

Jou patted his own cheek. But he didn't wake up. That terrifying figure continued walking towards him. Jou retreated and his legs stopped because of the wall. His hands were reaching out, trying to find a way out.

Jou touched something chewy and sticky. Wetter. Jan feels like he stopped beating. He slowly looked.

His hand touched someone's hand. Someone with the same Victoria High School. The figure looked down, but slowly looked up. And Jou almost fell down when he saw

his face was smashed in front of him. He's holding on tight. But his hand came back touching something chewy. He looked again.

Jou glares. The whole class looked at him. And they have the same face. The same haircut. With blood flooding down my broken face.

Mario....

The voice echoed, as the figure stood up from my bang they then stepped slowly towards Jou. The bloody and rotten cry tried to reach him. Jou was pressed against the class wall. The figure keeps moving. And just tibatiba, Jou realized that there was something on the wall behind him. He turned back.

“Aaakkkk!”

Jou's breath was panted. He's holding on to the chair. It took me how many seconds for Jou to realize her existence.

Bu Diandra's gaze that resembled the gaze of a wounded lion drew Jou back to his consciousness in one piece. The Physics teacher's shoe-heeled voice was much louder than the ge rumbling on Jou's chest.

“Jounatan!” The teacher's voice was shrill. “Why are you shouting like seeing a demon?”

Jou gasped. Perplexities. Some people hold back laughter.

“I...”

“Don't tell me you slept during my lesson!”

Leo shriveled in his chair. Local rain from the mouth of Ms. Di andra had already fallen right over her face.

“Meet me in BP teacher room when this lesson is over!”

Jou exhaled hearing Bu Diandra's words. It was clearly a look of annoyance on the face of the petite teacher. But the sound of the lesson bell after rescuing Jou from a humiliating free sermon in front of the rest of the class.

“Elu was asleep?” Nay whispered as Bu Diandra walked outside the classroom door carrying a thick stack of books. “Why use a craze event?”

Jou did not answer. He just shrugged and signaled to Leo to stand up from his seat, so he could get out of the chair and meet Bu Diandra in the BP room. This was the first time Jou had come to the room. But he would never tell Nay and Leo that his dream was so bad. So real. He screamed at seeing Nay and Leo hanging on the wall of the classroom with blood. His second uniform was soaked by that fishy liquid.

Jou could even still feel the blood in his fingers. He could still feel Nay's stiff body.

Is Leo right about that curious spirit? Is Mang Kirman right if there are spirits following me? Did the shop owner's mother tell me honestly, that all the OBs there stopped because they were terrorized by ghosts?

Jou was now feeling anxious. Really anxious. Especially to the invisible creature was also apparently eyeing Nay.

Jou type ‘how to expel curious spirits‘ on Google Android. Some links appear, clicked the site that pa ling above. He breathed a disappointed breath. The postings on the site did not help at all. He had also previously been down

bookshelves in the school library. Result nil. Jou realizes that his school library is not the Hogwarts in the Harry Potter stories that provide whatever books you need.

What else should I do? If only I had a sixth sense and could communicate with the creature. I can tell what he wants? Damnit damnit!

Tibatiba Jou remembered something. Natali's! There was an overflow of happy feelings that just appeared in his chest. Natali often tells stories about things that do not make sense. Ghosts. Spirits. And the horrible story that Jou honestly used to think of as nonsense, but this time he felt he needed his sister's help.