SUDDEN INDIGO

05. A LETTER

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There is no most comfortable place to fall apart from in your own room. Danial only found out after a month more spent his nights in a hospital bed. There is no noticeable difference, the mattress is even equally soft. But still Danial felt comfortable laying down his body in this place.

Clik.

The movement of the open door continued the arrival of someone taking attention from Danial.

"His medicine is drunk?" ask Linda.

Getting a nod from Danial made Linda smile.

"That's what Mah?" danial's attention was glued to the envelope in Linda's hand. It was strange that her mother came with an envelope. Okay if for example it is still eight o'clock Danial will think the envelope to go to the condition. But it's actually late now.

"Oh, this is a letter to you" Linda airs the object for a moment before reaching out and giving it to Danial.

Danial looked doubtful in the first second. He also had a thought, about who gave him a letter in this modern era. Is it possible from a secret admirer? Not wanting to force his wits to think hard to make Danial take over the letter from Linda's hands.

Seeing his face clearly, Danial tried to guess the owner of the letter. Flipping through the letter, he never found the name of the sender. It's strange!

"Doctor Ando gave it to my mom" Linda explained. "Say the letter was from the girl who donated her eyes to you."

"Why do you want to go to Danial?" holding the letter in hand, Danial looked up to his mother.

Linda flicked her shoulders together, followed by a movement to lift the two sides of her lips that intertwined, "I don't know, Ando's doctor who told me to give this to you."

Danial put the letter behind his pillow.

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The MAN sat his body on the bed while exhaling his breath that began to be ungodly. Despite having gulped down the mineral water that was on the nightstand, still the feeling of fear was still residing in him.

Groping the man's wall turned on the lamp so that it appeared white light wrapped the room that had been dim. Not forgetting to look at the wall clock he found the number 3 was being designated by a short needle.

"Huh," Danial stroked his chest, "My dream is serem very***," he continued. His trembling hands began to clear the sweat around his face.

His hand then groped his pillow. The letter that was kept behind the pillow was taken. Quite quickly his hand opened and took out a piece of paper that was inside.

The fold of paper was opened until a series of words written by the hand of a red pen. Danial's forehead twitched before he finally began to read the contents of his letter.

Hola.....

My name is Terresa Mayer, Tere said. I'm 17 years old. I'm a blaster, my bokap is French while my nyokap is Javanese.

If you read this letter, it means I am dead.

I have had leukemia since the age of fifteen. Life is sometimes unfair... Before God gave me leukemia, I was tormented by the same advantages I could see creatures from other dimensions.

People always say having a sixth sense is the most fun thing, but to me it's just the opposite. I consider it the worst part of my life. If likened, the habit of seeing ghosts is not like a parasite in my life.

I'm tired, sometimes I have suicidal intentions to be free of them. They're too creepy.

It doesn't matter who I really am. Here I just want you to know if the eyes you use today can see them from another dimension.

Before I explain further, do not forget I said congratulations because you can already see the world again. Congrats... Honestly, I do not know who will meet this letter but you have to know if the owner of this eye lo has the darkest side.

Yep... My eyes that you currently use can see ghosts. Believe it or not everything comes back to you. Oh yes if later you can see them, do not be surprised! Pretending not to be able to see them is just a form of futility, their instincts are too strong.

It's not easy to coexist with them, I hope you are strong in this.

Take those eyes as a gift from me.

- Terresa Mayer

The letter may be just a sheet but it's enough to make Danial's brain spin. Strange because the owner of the letter aka the donor eye thinks if the eye that supposedly can see this ghost as a gift.

"Ngaco nih," Danial squeezed and threw the letter into a corner of the room.

I was worried, but Danial didn't want to think about it. 

...~To be Continued~...