
The night wind is getting cold. Occasional
farida's view leads into the dark, eerie passageways. Voices
the night beast did not sound at all. Making the night even more gripping and scary.
Sometimes Farida's hair feels goosebumps. He knows those wandering spirits
still wandering around the school. But he tried to convince himself
with faith and prayer.
From
a corridor he saw a woman traveling while carrying a package
small-time. Farida's eyes were fixed on her. Then the woman turned left into the classroom. A classroom?
Isn't there no class and all the rooms are locked? Farida kontan wonder. Farida hurriedly approached the room
that and he found no one. Classroom is locked.
Suddenly
there was a hissing sound that made Farida's hair goosebumps. Farides
he turned his steps and tried to run,
but he fell down the corridor.
Farida moved backwards with sweat continuing to pour out profusely.Such as there was a figure who wanted to catch him. Farides
he got up from the fall and ran, but his foot was gripped by the hand
the black one blistered. Farida screamed in fear. Farida tried to let go
the black hand was from his feet.
Farides
moving backwards. Sweat flooded his face. Suddenly a terrifying figure appeared in front of him. The figure of the student whose body
charred burning. His skin is blistered and smoky. Farida ran through the corridor.
But the corridor felt endless and he found no one there.
”Tolooonggg..”
frightened screams.
That figure also floated
while laughing loudly. Chasing the increasingly frightened Farida. Sweatiness
the cold kept flooding his forehead. Farida nodded while crying. However
suddenly a figure came up to him from the front. Farida's eyes
glaring, glaring sharply when
a piece of wood pierced his heart. Bodies
Farida had a seizure and she died
spattered blood.
Night is getting
gripping. A cold wind swept over the school building gently.
The sound of an owl roaring in the darkness of the night.
Raisa woke up heavy. He saw
Melda got up and made her bed. Raisa rubbed her eyes.
“What time, Mel?” ask Raisa
while evaporating widely.
“Jam 8, Raisa. You don't have class day
this?”
Raisa closed her mouth for a moment. “I
there are classes afternoon.” replied Raisa. His eyes are still
looks sayu. He really didn't enjoy a good night's sleep last night.
“How do you sleep?” ask Melda.
“I can't sleep well, Mel.”
“Why? Many mosquitoes huh?”
Raisa took a heavy breath.
“Ngak. Maybe because new
first time here,”
“Oh... Today I entered in the morning.” Word
Melda.
an educator yes, Mel.”
“OK deh.”
Melda came out of the room and
leaving Raisa. Raisa went to the bathroom. After the bath, Raisa
take a broom to clean the floor of the room. Again he found some
strands of hair from under his bed. Raisa frowned.
Yesterday he had cleaned under the bed, why else
those strands of hair?
Raisa collected the hairs
and rolling. Put that hair on the window wall. Because
curious, Raisa wanted to see what was under her bed. He lowered
a little while lurking under the bed. There's nothing there. Straight away
where's that hair from? A million question marks were playing around in Raisa's head.
That morning some teachers lost Farida. But they did not find
farida. Since night
that they don't
seeing Farida. Farida was swallowed by the earth.
“We are not
found Frida's mom, Mr.” said a teacher named Winda.
“Then where is he? The file of the students is in Farida's hands. Have you guys really
looking for Farida?”ask
the principal.
“Already, Sir. We even contacted
his family. They said Farida hasn't come home since yesterday.”
“Not home?
Where is he going?”crinkling the forehead of the headmaster heard the words of Vinda.
“I don't know, Sir.”
“Ya, already. You continue
your work.”Said the principal
while holding his head.
“Good, Sir.”
Winda passed from the principal's room. Winda was still thinking long outside the headmaster's room, then he walked while holding some files in
her chest. Then meet the other teacher's friends and ask if they saw Faridah's mother.
“Yesterday I saw Farida ma'am. That night he was in such a hurry.” said a teacher named Mutia.
“Terus bu Farida where?”
“I don't know, Miss Winda. Why the hell, anyway,
how come all on lost so?” mutia asked curiously.
The mind tries to give
description to Mutia.
“Bu Farida since yesterday did not come home. Not as usual.”
“Lantas?”
“Pak Hadrian looking tuh. New student files are in Farida.”'s bu
“Mm...about bu Farida where ya?”
Winda. Then
continuing work. The atmosphere of the school looks scary. Not yet
lots of stories from before. Long ago
their school is a former hospital. Many doctors and nurses died there.
It is said that a school bus carrying 150 students crashed and all students were killed. The students often appear in some
room and toilet. Teachers are often haunted by the souls of these students by disguising themselves as new students. Horrible bodies are scorched
burning and potonga - pieces of hand that move on their own as well as the body without
the head that hovers in the darkness of the night. Spreading shoulder gosong and fishy
sickens.