From afar, Johan saw his friend is squatting down in the elevator. He seemed to pick up something interesting on the floor. However, the next moment Johan blinks his eyes Khairul had mysteriously disappeared from there. The elevator is vacant!
Johan dashed to the lift, meticulously checking the area in an attempt to find his friend.
"Khairul? Where are you, jerk?! Answer me!" He whispered-yelled his friend's name. For ten minutes, he analyzed the place, yet, he found nothing. Not even a strand of his friend's hair, absolutely nothing!
His search ended up as a failed quest. It is unbelievable, but, Khairul is undoubtedly missing. Poof! Like a smoke. He dispersed into thin air. Just like that, without any logical explanation. If magic is real, he could conclude that someone intentionally erases Khairul's existence. Or he is brought into another dimension.
What should he do? Should he report this? He should, right?
A grave matter, indeed. Johan b
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Khairul, with a blank expression, stood in the middle of nowhere. The elevator stopped on the ground floor. Instead of familiar surroundings, he is greeted by dark, deserted underground parking lots. There's nothing here except pitch-black darkness and a wide space area. There's no car or any vehicle. The place is illuminated by fluorescent lamps that sometimes flickered in and out as if this building lacked electrical energy. It is not a weird occurrence. Since it is a deserted place, devoid of any living human, of course, electricity is sacred energy. Do ghosts use electricity? For what reason? Firstly, where is this? Which abandoned building was he stranded on? Can he go back? Is someone out there? I need to leave this creepy place this instant. Please, anyone. Khairul is desperately pleading in his heart. He is going to get crazy. He wanted to shout out and yell for help. However, he is afraid of suffering the
[A/N: Warning. This story contains gory scenes, disturbing descriptions and might also be triggering something unpleasant inside your mind. Read at your own discretion. Thank you. The story is purely fictional and from the author's imagination. The cover photo is not mine. Credit to the real owner.] ***** A silhouette of a young girl is dragging her legs, climbing the staircases to the rooftop in the middle of the night, alone. Her body is weak and swaying slightly. Her clothes are wet and she is barefooted. Mud and dirt covered her foot, leaving behind her dirty footstep's traces on the floor. Sobbing and weeping could be heard from her, echoing in the desolate hallway. "Why...why..." She rep
"Wow, your college is quite big, although it's a newly founded one." Aisyah gaped in astonishment at the large building in front of them. "Alas, it is a private college, sister. Almost 90% of the students who applied here have a very outstanding family background. No ordinary people could easily enter here, well, not without help anyway." Fakhrul replied. "The rest 10% are scholarship students. Isn't it right, Iz?" "Hmm, maybe." A short sentence comes from the handsome young man as an acknowledgment of his friend's question. His attention is more on his smartphone rather than on his surrounding. "Come on, Iz. This is our first day here. Let's explore!" Fakhrul excitedly said. He slung his arm on Izzat's shoulders. Izzat scrunche
Aisyah bid her farewell after she sent them back to their residential building at 3 p.m. "Stay safe, and both of you, please don't attempt to do anything that screamed dangerous to you. Understand? Don't indulge in your curiosity too much. And you little brother, look after Izzat. The last time I entrusted you to look after him, you left him at an abandoned building in the middle of nowhere, alone! You do that again, and I will castrate you." "Not fair! That's Izzat's fault! He knows I hated scary things, yet, he forced me to follow him to that place." "Whatever. You are the one that mentioned such a place to Izzat first. So, you also shared the blame. Serve you right. Ah, that's enough. I need to go. Good luck, kids, in your study. Goodbye." &nb
Orientation Week. Many exciting events were held and prepared for the new students. And, the most memorable one among those events that the students participated in was these two. It was The Night Walk and The Cultural Night. Whether it is lucky or unlucky, Fakhrul is stuck up with Izzat, almost in every event. They are also in the same group. Fakhrul had long suspected that Izzat had done something fishy with their group selection member since Izzat refused to choose a stranger as a partner. And he, without a doubt, will pack his stuff and go back home if Izzat is pressured himself to stay with others without Fakhrul around him. The thought warmed his heart, but, right now, he deeply regretted it. He is begging his best friend to shut his golden mouth duri
"I heard from a senior that poor girl saw a very horrifying figure, hiding behind the bushes. A figure of a mangled body of an unknown dead girl, asking her for help. As soon as she saw that, she screamed like a mad person while running away in fright. She stumbled upon the facilitators in charge, crying and wailing in distress, speaking incoherently. But, rather than calming down, her condition is worsening." Lee informed them about the incident that happened last night in chronological order. "Worsen? Why would her condition get worse?" Fakhrul asked impatiently. He holds the urge to sip his milk tea as he asks this question. This kind of story always aroused his interest. However, Izzat will always be looking at him in disdain. He would say said, "A coward person should hold back th
Zhao Wei glanced at his wristwatch. Ah, it's almost 8.00 pm, he sighed heavily in his heart. He wanted to come back before the dark. However, the traffic flow became infuriatingly slow at the main road and delayed his journey to one hour late. He didn't have any choice other than continued his driving. From afar, Zhao Wei could saw his college's residential building. The Jupiter building was built on the top of a small mountain. He sighed again. If he could, he didn't want to come back to this place. Nevertheless, such a simple wish carried a heavy consequence with it. It's already too late for him to leave this place without being implicated by 'that' thing. If he didn't comes back during the appointed time, he might experience something worse than death itself. Zhao Wei gripped the c
It's been a week since the tragic incident of those three girls from the first year, who miserably gets possessed by a ghost. Two of the girls are still recuperating at their homes. Their parents are still reluctant to send their daughters back to college. They fear that such an incident might be repeated again in the future. The same thing will happen again to their beloved children, and they undoubtedly cannot bear the consequence of their negligence. The dean couldn't do anything to persuade the stubborn parents except prolonging their medical leaves. While Hanna is still in a trepid condition. Hanna's parents decided to postpone her study to an unknown ti
Khairul, with a blank expression, stood in the middle of nowhere. The elevator stopped on the ground floor. Instead of familiar surroundings, he is greeted by dark, deserted underground parking lots. There's nothing here except pitch-black darkness and a wide space area. There's no car or any vehicle. The place is illuminated by fluorescent lamps that sometimes flickered in and out as if this building lacked electrical energy. It is not a weird occurrence. Since it is a deserted place, devoid of any living human, of course, electricity is sacred energy. Do ghosts use electricity? For what reason? Firstly, where is this? Which abandoned building was he stranded on? Can he go back? Is someone out there? I need to leave this creepy place this instant. Please, anyone. Khairul is desperately pleading in his heart. He is going to get crazy. He wanted to shout out and yell for help. However, he is afraid of suffering the
From afar, Johan saw his friend is squatting down in the elevator. He seemed to pick up something interesting on the floor. However, the next moment Johan blinks his eyes Khairul had mysteriously disappeared from there. The elevator is vacant! Johan dashed to the lift, meticulously checking the area in an attempt to find his friend. "Khairul? Where are you, jerk?! Answer me!" He whispered-yelled his friend's name. For ten minutes, he analyzed the place, yet, he found nothing. Not even a strand of his friend's hair, absolutely nothing! His search ended up as a failed quest. It is unbelievable, but, Khairul is undoubtedly missing. Poof! Like a smoke. He dispersed into thin air. Just like that, without any logical explanation. If magic is real, he could conclude that someone intentionally erases Khairul's existence. Or he is brought into another dimension. What should he do? Should he report this? He should, right? A grave matter, indeed. Johan b
(A/N : Beware. Disturbing description ahead.) The moon is shyly hiding behind the cloudy cloud. The atmosphere is chilly and breezy. Silence and tranquility shrouded the area as the clock hit the number three in the morning. Only the singing of the lively crickets heard from the nearby bushes. The Jupiter building is desolate from any loitering human as the students were sleeping soundly in their house, snuggling to their own thick and fluffy blanket. This night is as dark and starless as the previous night. Yet, only for today, which coincidentally falls on the night of Friday from all days in the week, has brought shivers down on everyone's spines with its eerie and creepy surrounding. The older people from the past called this night-Jumaat Keliwon. They believed, during this night, evil spirits eagerly searched for victims either to play around or to prey on them. And their blo
This particular chapter I made in an attempt to introduce my characters to the readers. Please, everyone, enjoy yourselves with this mini-theater. First week. Monday morning. Their first lecture is Professor Ghulam's class. Who is Professor Ghulam, you ask? He is their English Lecturer, a European man that migrated from France. His wife is a Malaysian woman. Professor Ghulam's actual name is Ghulam Stravosky. He is a fifty-three years old handsome man. He is the tallest male in the college, standing on imposing height of six feet and eight inches. With a fit body and impressive muscles underneath his tight black shirt, he gave out the vibe of someone you cannot trifle on. He had lengthy tousled blond hair. Professor Ghulam also had a pair of piercing sapphire eyes, chiseled jaws, and a straight nose. He is the epitome of a handsome older man with a charming personality. Despite his inexpressive face, he is a man that loves to crack a joke
"Thalia, help us, Please!" Thalia jolted away from her sleep. She had a brief nightmare about her missing friends. Thalia released a heavy sigh. She is sweating profusely, and her mind is experiencing sudden blankness. Thalia dumbly stared at her surrounding. Rather than sleeping on the bed, she lay on the floor without a blanket. And, her room is a mess! Thalia looks for her alarm clock. Her keen eyes stared at the round, black clock on the small drawer beside her bed. 7.30 am. Her class will start at 11.00 am. She still has enough time to fool around. She saw red black spots scattered everywhere on her floor and walls. That's must be Johnny's rotten blood. She scrunched her nose in displeasure while remembering her fresh encounter with the ghost. Luckily, the awful odor had dispersed, or she might have to wash, scrub and clean her room thoroughly. Which will spark curiosity in her housemate's hearts, and then, they will start asking her question after question. She might l
Thalia never gives up her quest in ascertaining Lisa's whereabouts despite Izzat's stern warning. She tried many dangerous tricks only to summon her. Although, her guarantee to success plans are all miserably fail. Well, it's actually hard to convene Lisa as she knows who Thalia is, and rather than appearing in front of her, Lisa chooses to play hide and seek with Thalia. First and foremost, what did she do to summon Lisa? The first thing that flashes by her mind is The Spirit of the coin, of course! She prepared the kinds of stuff required for the game in secret, and when all her housemates drifted to the land of sleeping, that's when she executed her plan. She admits it. She is indeed a silly girl for attempting to do something as dangerous as this. Thalia desperately needs to know the whereabouts of her friends. They are her first friend, the ones who never judge her, condemn her, and never once do they look at her with contempt, like the others from her high scho
"You're too harsh, Iz," Fakhrul said in an admonished tone. He felt slight pity looking at the girl's disappointed expression every time Izzat brushed her aside. "You ignore Thalia in the class, refused to answer her inquiry and disappeared like a ninja as soon as the class ended."Both are on their way to the cafeteria for recess after spending three hours in a boring yet thrilling and restless class of the most fierce lecturer in Astana Bintang, Professor Amna Husna. "Why should I be the seeker of your ridiculous hide and seek with her?""You can rest alone. I never ask you to accompany me." Izzat casually replied.I bet you're wondering who is this Amna Husna? Let me explain it here.Amna Husna is a beautiful name that befits a pretty person. Amna is for peacefulness, and Husna is for beauty. The name itself is the epitome of gracefulness.Although the reality is, she is not a calm person, and her personality is far from that. She is a time-tick
Lim gulped down his saliva. He is now standing in front of the toilet in level 2, Faculty of Business Management. The hallway is desolate of people, especially when approaching this place. This toilet is located at the end of the corridor and beside the emergency stairs. For some reason, the hair on his body is standing in awareness. He felt goosebumps are spreading out all over his body and a prickling feeling of uneasiness kept poking him. His right hand pushed the door after a minute of hesitation. From the slightly ajar door, he peeked inside. Look normal to him, he mentally said. "Hah, if not because I am lazy to use the stairs, I will never enter this toilet," Lim mumbled his words. "So creepy." Students rarely used this toilet as the only lecture hall that is currently in use are Lecture Hall 1 and 2. There is five lecture hall in every faculty building, and all the lecture halls are connected. They occupied from the first level to the third. Not all f
"Can you...can you also 'see them'?" She asked him in a hopeful tone.Both of them are staring at each other in silence. The time ticked by slowly, and it felt like an eternity had passed. Thalia suddenly snapped from her reverie.Izzat is leaning his body towards the wall with crossed arms. He amusedly eyed Thalia's reaction, his head tilted slightly. The girl seemed to realize an unimportant fact. That was the first time Izzat was reciprocating her intense gaze.Thalia quickly put a distance between the two of them and lowered her head in embarrassment. Her face reddened. The red color spread out to the tip of her ears and the back of her slender neck."What do you mean by that, Thalia? See what?" Rather than answering her question, Izzat pretended he didn't understand Thalia's inquiry."Those black and hazy mist that surrounds Lim's body this entire time. You saw them, right? Just like me."Izzat didn't deny nor agree with her accusation.