THE SPIRIT AWAITS THE SCHOOL

THE SPIRIT AWAITS THE SCHOOL
Episode 25's



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.