The Shack

TG 34:Voice...

"Nobody wants to ask?" Ans circulated the gaze of her eyes shifting from one face to another. "All right, now listen to me. We'll split the two groups from team one fixed inside and team two ...,"

Ans explanation is listened to well but what is delivered is very risky because out of the villa means it must be ready to be an invisible guest welder. Crazy idea because it can be a target for life betting. Therefore, the young man offers himself to be part of team two.

Of course they refused but could do nothing. Monica chose to be team two. So that will be in the room is the Wellington family and while who will leave the room are the three young students who try to do everything possible so that the mystery in the villa can be revealed.

Actually the situation is getting runnyam. Suddenly the wind blew greeting the bones with a cold air. The sound of water gurgling again rang out to wet the earth with the sound of footsteps approaching. The knock on the door so hard shocked everyone.

The call sounds that are so familiar make Mama Bara speechless about the sound and it feels very eager to rush to the door. The woman hugged her daughter back. New hope with gratitude after hearing the voice of the princess who was behind the door.

But Monica immediately restrained the woman's movements. His actions were not intending to forbid but the voice that Madam Bara heard, was not Ale. The moaning voice of a child asking for help was just a distraction pretending to be trying to manipulate the situation.

Who else if not invisible creatures. So that he did not hesitate to stop the movement of Mrs Bara so as not to stop opening the door. He knew the caller deliberately used the weaknesses of the Wellington family members only to unyu scatter the merits of their union.

"Miss, she's not your daughter." Monica tried to shake Mama Bara's body. But with the woman dewasan trying to rebel so Kevin helped by reciting the verse chair.

"What did you do to my wife?" tukas papa Bara grabbed the wife's arm and then held her tightly. "My wife was good and nothing happened. He just missed his daughter. Why did you bring our daughter's name?"

"Look at your husband just didn't hear Ale's voice. How does the madam think it's Ale? She's not your daughter but an invisible creature who wants to make you leave this room to make an offering." continued Monica made Madame Bara shudder in horror.

How explain? Ktika actually heard Ale's voice whimpering in pain asking for help. It hurts when a mother is unable to lend a helping hand in order to save white. Although he realized that not only Ale but also Al disappeared.

After hearing Monica's statement. Papa Bara felt guilty towards the girl. Because he thought that he was not. Ans and Papa Delano looked at each other. The two men found it strange why only mama Bara could hear Ale's voice.

Whether it is because it is an inner bond or indeed the one targeted one by one to divert attention. Everything is getting unclear but the noise out there is increasing the tense atmosphere. Now there's nothing to do because they're all trapped.

Like it, do not like it, someone must act, but among everyone, no one can leave the villa. Eventually, Ans found another solution. The man asked everyone to collect his cell phone, then arrange the room in such a way with the position of four mirrors facing each other to form a circle.

"Everyone occupies one care. Look at the kegsis in the middle that I've placed the crystal ball. If each reflects light it will converge at the core point. Monica wants to get a light source in an unlikely state.

"So, this is my last solution. Do you agree?" ask Ans without a doubt.

The aroma was constantly changing causing a sense of eneg in everyone's stomach. Little Ans began to feel uncomfortable until he resigned to run toward the sink. Seeing that, Kevin followed and asked the others to stay in their respective places.

With her help, little Ans took out the remaining undigested food. After a while the look of the child's face began to improve even though it was still pale. Must be due to fatigue and thinking too much about the situation.

"Is it better?" kevin's question made little Ans nod her head, then washed her face to get fresh again. "Come, I'll give you a warm drink." take the boy to the other side.

"Ka, it hurts here." Little Ans held his chest. It was enough to attract the attention of Kevin who immediately asked him to open the sweater.

I don't know what Kevin was thinking but once Ans did his request. The young man held his breath as he rubbed his face rough. The same incision marks were on his chest as well. He just wants to keep quiet trying to stay positive.

"Wear my bracelet, and never let go. Give this bracelet to your brother. I've worn it all this time." A pair of bracelets obtained from his adoptive parents were handed over to little Ans.

Every human being has a high ego just to understand the meaning of loss must fall in sorrow. No one used to lend a helping hand to her and her family in times of calamity but today she has the opportunity to help others.

His adoptive parents always taught virtue without knowing caste, age or gender. After doing what feels right, then it returns to its original place. Meanwhile, outside the family room, Noland's body has been controlled by shadow creatures who become leaders of invisible creatures.

The creature kept knocking on the door of the living room, occasionally stopping with a soul-stirring whimper. "Khi khi khi khi buka...,"

"Ans, the door can be broken." whispered Monica kept watching the door creak increasingly tight because Noland tried to push the door repeatedly.

Unfortunately Ans did not want to hear, the man was taking into account the possibility of failing his idea. "Monica, we need to stay calm. I'll do it, if you can't calm down."

Did what? A question lodged in the girl's head. How not to think that when you know anything can be done Ans. The second busyness in a short conversation, precisely the pain began to be felt Kevin.

The sensation of heat that began to creep up spread throughout the pores. Moreover, his chest like he just hit something to have difficulty breathing. What the hell happened to him? The vegetables sounded a call so close as if someone was whispering in the ear.

"This voice ...," Kevin tried to find a grip so that his body remained balanced but unfortunately as big as the shadow that hit managed to throw until slammed backward, making everyone's attention diverted towards him.