TRAPPED IN THE MAYIT VALLEY

CHAPTERS 109. THE REAL VILLAGE

This road we've been on is strange, not strange that I've never felt, but strange that I've felt before when I was here.

This land is loose and sometimes sinks when stepped on.. I know what's inside this land, because I've felt it before.

Only about ten minutes we walked, we finally reached the main road of the village.

The atmosphere was bright because suddenly the sun appeared, when it had rained heavily, the thin fog still blocked our view. It was the same atmosphere when we were here before.

“That's the first house, we rest there first while making a fire so that our clothes dry” said Pak Kus

The house was again, a strange house with the corpse of an old man sitting in the courtyard, but this time no one was sitting there, the state of the house was also different from when I came here before.

“Mas Wil.. It is a home that..”.

“Ssstt don't talk Nov” first I give you a sign with a poking arm

“Why mas and mbak, what do you know about that house?”

“We've been through here sir, and in front of the house there's a dead body sitting”

I deliberately took over the conversation, I don't want if this Mr. Kus knows that we've been staying at that house. Novi's hand was held tight so he wouldn't talk at all.

I don't want to give more information to Mr. Kus, because I don't feel safe with this guy yet.

“Yes that we have to finish mas, anyway something strange and suspicious must be finished, so that we can move to another dimension” replied Mr. Kus

“Come get in there mas”

“Eh is it safe to go in there sir Kus?”

“You guys wait outside first, let me go inside first just”

“No need Mr. Kus, we just go into the house together, we do not get separated pack Kus”

The same house with different times, why do I say different times, because for now this house looks very old, the paint is very faded, it's different from when Novi and I were here.

In addition to the paint that is very faded, also the grass and weeds that are in the yard of this house are higher in size than when I and Novi came to this house.

Obviously very visible for a long time no one entered the house, because the high grass was not collapsed at all.

Mr. Kus tried to step on the grass to fall and easy to pass.

“Last I am not here in this dimension mas, mbak. When I came here there was no grass of this height, and the state of this house is still new, it's just empty”

“Hopefully in there are still some equipment we can use”

Novi and I have been to this house, and in one of the rooms there is a pile of cloth and clothing that does not belong to anyone, and in that house suddenly I met the name of Mr. Sokran with his wife..

And now we come back to this house again with different circumstances, because this house looks much older than when we were here before.

Sir I opened the door, the sound of the door hinge ringing sounded much louder than it used to be when I came here, and the door seemed more difficult and heavier to push inward to open.

“In here safe, let's go in. It will soon rain, see it is cloudy that has arrived” said Mr. Sokran into the house

“Iya sir, it will soon rain”

When Ivon came into the house, his pale face now looked even more pale, and he glanced at the room full of clothes, I'm sure he's been here before.

“Well we rest here first, I will light the fire first in the furnace, after that I will make plans with you” said Mr. Kus

The fire was already on, the room was warm, and the clothes we were wearing gradually dried out on their own, with the body heat and heat from the fireplace.

We sat in the middle of the room, without a pedestal. It should be in there and and the clothes we're going to take, but why didn't Mr. Kus take it.

“I know you must have been here, and have met Sokran, and in that room you must have seen a pile of clothes, is not what I said?” said Mr. Kus opened the conversation

“But now there is no clothes at all, try Wildan mas into the room, the room was empty no cloth or used clothes at all, there is no such thing as Sokran and his wife also here”

“You guys don't get confused, so now we're in the real place, not like you guys experienced before”

“If you enter this village through the bridge you have passed, then you will enter their game, for example in this house there are clothes, and there are clothes, then there was a corpse sitting in front of Rumah”

“Also the state of this house is much better than now, then there is this homeowner too, right not what I say this?”

“Yes sir Kus, that's what we experienced before, is it a demon or a member of the demit pack?” I'm getting confused

“No mas Wildan, they are human too, even they also often go to the market to sell, and delivered the market ojek until only at the end of the bridge course”

“But that only applies to the natives here, the descendants of the land of this village”

“For immigrants like you who enter this village, there you will enter into an ever-changing dimension until you kill yourself and die here”

“You are being played with something I do not know what it is, you will be shown the horrors that are in this village, and the horrors are real, and are in the dimensions of this village”

“I'm confused sir Kus”

“Iya sir Kus, Novi confused pak”

“Already, do not need to be understood as well, because I am also sometimes still confused by the situation here”

“As of now, we are entering through an undue path, and what we are seeing is a much different state right?”

“This different state is the true state of this village!”

“This village is dead, there are no inhabitants at all except demons and demits who are ready to take your lives”

“But in another dimension, this village is a bustling village with its gardening inhabitants, where the garden results are potatoes that are large in size.”

“In that dimension the natives of this village interact with the villagers across the river there it”

“But if you who are not natives here enter here via the bridge, then you will be played until you die!”

“Oh so all ojek here do not want to take residents here over the bridge, sir?”

“One stop in Wildan. The people there know not to pass the bridge, because it will disappear and not return. But they don't know what really happened

“As you all know, no one knows the path we just entered. Who knows only me and Tejo alone, when we want to find our friends who are still left here”

“Pak Kus, so now we will not meet with people who are here like Sokran, Dikan, Sapudi, Kimpet, Djati sir and others?” sir

“Not... they all control their respective dimensions, if you die then your spirits will become slaves of the dimensional ruler where you die”

“While what is now this village as per the original, the village died with the dead inhabitants as well, not the abandoned village, but the village died with the dead inhabitants!”