The Shack

TG 17:Blood

But there is no one even the perfume of the wife is also not smelled. So he rushed out of the room, then returned to the living room. Where the whole family is still gathered even looks busy enjoying noodles. Not wanting to cause a commotion so he chose silence.

"What a long time," a bowl of noodles was thrust in front of Papa Delano, "Before, Pa."

The meal session was quite busy but Papa Delano's attention was divided. The feeling is getting worse. Somehow he thought he wanted to call his sister back home. Just left. What happened in the villa where he lived?

Time passes so fast. It does not feel like nightfall befriending the moonlight in space. The rain has subsided leaving wet soil that looks fresh. Although the sky was still cloudy, it did not make the air change that remained so cold. All family members return to their rooms after dinner.

This time the kids went to bed tired. So too with the parents. They are like drowsiness fever that hit simultaneously. The villa felt so quiet with no warm life. The atmosphere was getting gripping when the lights suddenly turned off but no one noticed.

There was a sound of iron door creaking from the back of the house. A moment back silent to the sound of heavy footsteps along the lower floor. Raga covered in raincoats with her head covered in a hood, her right hand clutching a sharp knife.

His footsteps were sure but he was walking as if he had trouble walking, "The blood of the children I need." Stares in her eyes staring at the door of the children's room.

When the body is tired. The soul is silent, then who has hope? Only people are awake. All of that is just for the endless story. Like a breeze blowing through the wind.

A sharp knife is ready to do its job. Near him Ans who was in the closest position. Handsome face due to the descendants of the bule was clearly imprinted for real. The hand hanging in the air became his goal.

"A drop of blood from Ans will be my first heartbeat." Holding one index finger of Ans' right hand, then without this it was slashed to remove the red liquid that was inserted into a small glass tube.

The mysterious man did the same thing to Al, Ar and Ale so that the glass tube carried mixed with four teteds of blood from one family. Sleeping children don't even feel anything when someone touches them. All that is not spared from the powder of sleeping pills that have been mixed on the soup menu dinner.

After getting what is expected, it does not necessarily make the mysterious man leave the room. Instead, he walked closer to the window directed to the balcony. Eyes filled with twinkle of longing even though covered in a raincoat hood. Faintly looked at the tip of a well-known funnel.

"In a moment, we will again have a prosperous and eternal life. There will be no one who separates just because of worldly problems. Peace awaits like heaven." he said monologuing to himself.

While on the other hand, the journey that should run smoothly actually stopped because the road conditions are really not good. Want, do not want to have to return to turn the bow with resignation without being able to find a way out. Moreover, vehicles passing by are very rare.

"Eh, look ahead there!" His hand pointed forward. Seen a building that passed in the afternoon, "Why not stop by first? Now it's getting late and it's impossible to continue the journey."