Sofia, Rania, Maria, and Jane exchanging glances between one another. They stared at the pointy needle in Jane's hand and their fingers.
"Must we prick our finger with the needle?" Maria swallowed her saliva. "Didn't it hurt?"
"It's only a prick on your finger, dumbass. We only need a drop of blood from you." Sofia replied.
"Why must we sacrifice our blood, though? Somehow, it's similar to a black metal ritual." Rania frowned.
"I heard to ensure the effectiveness of the chant. Evil spirits are especially attracted to human blood, like a vampire. To them, blood is as precious as a wine to humans. Or maybe, a delicacy for them?" Jane unhesitatingly pricked her thumb with the needle. A thick red liquid appeared, and she dropped it on the coin in the bowl. "Your turn."
"Are you sure it's okay?" Maria's face turned pale. She hates needles and injection needles! Those things brought unpleasant trauma to her.
Jane rolled her eyes. She grabbed
"Spirit, spirit of the coin. Please come out and play with us! Spirit, spirit, of the coin. Please come out and play with us!" The girls said the chants in a unison voice and kept repeating them. As their voices become louder and louder, the dismay in their faces is becoming more evident. Rania felt disappointed. She wanted to say something, but the coin below her fingertip suddenly moved toward 'HOME'. She looked at her friends, and all of them bore a shocked expression. "Did, did you see that? The coin is moving by itself!" Maria exclaimed in awe. "This is ridiculous!" Janet couldn't believe the supernatural phenomenon that happened in front of her eyes. She throws an accusatory look towards her friends as she says in an irritated tone. "You guys move the coin, right, and don't pretend otherwise! Or, it is you, Sofia? You're the most mischievous one among us who dares to play a joke on me. Tell me the truth!" Sofia shook her head. A dreadful express
The little girl is laughing merrily. Her eyes are brimming with undisguised amusement. "I came. Wow, look at this. Pretty sister, you brought me many friends!" She said in her childish tone. "Yes," Lisa replied in a sad voice. She suddenly appeared beside the little girl and hugged her. "There are more friends to accompany us. Are you happy?" The little girl is grinning, and the smugness on her face is unconcealed. As soon as she hears such a question come out of Lisa's mouth, she laughs in glee. "Of course, pretty sister. I am more than happy. You brought tears to my eyes. I never thought for you to take such a bold move on innocent people's lives. Are you that desperate to make me happy?" "As long as you're happy." Lisa put herself in a squatting position to make her eyes level in the same line as the little girl and stare at the sapphire orbs that shine in mischievousness. Then, she is asking a similar question as ten years ago. "Little gir
The news about the girls' disappearance is spreading like wildfire throughout the college. The discussion about them is so heated with so much overboard speculation being thrown around and making the internet lagging, affecting the efficiency of the connection. An anonymous user even dropped a bomb, that their disappearance is closely related to the school's dark secret, and this incident is not the first one that ever happened. Those participants curiously inquired, asking whether what he said was true or false. And the anonymous user answered with one revelation that shocked everyone to the bone. -Anonymous user: This had happened before. Last year, thirteen students from the first year were found missing from their camping site on the college ground. I am sorry. I cannot tell you where, but they indeed vanished from the college's compound. Until today, their whereabouts were untraceable. And, there are no clues found from the camping site. Those students simply va
The library is full of students since the first assessment week is just around the corner. The seniors already started on their assignment and group project.In every corner of the library, groups of males and females alike are sitting in a circle. They were discussing and dividing their workloads.Furthermore, today is Friday, the last day of the weekday. They would love to spend their time in relaxation rather than indulging in their never-ending assignment during the weekend. So, let's accept the last torturous day of weekday before moving on to the anticipated holiday.And, the most important thing, the library's ambiance is calm and silent, so you can focus your attention simply on your work. With a chilling atmosphere and big close-up space, no noise pollution is guaranteed, and, voila, there is also a bakery/cafeteria in there.Between spending your time in an overcrowded canteen or student mall that bustled with the noises of vehicles' engines and
Thalia's face turned as red as a ripe tomato when she saw Izzat enter the hall. She timidly hid behind the dumbfounded Maisarah. Her face is blushing, and the rosiness spreads to the tip of her earlobes.While Izzat is pretending that he didn't see Thalia-she is beaming with a hopeful expression. Never once did he glance at her despite the obvious disappointment on Thalia's face.He and Fakhrul just walked in front of their table and took seats that were a bit farther away from those girls.Fakhrul raised his eyebrows whereas, his lips were curving into a teasing smirk.With a glare, Izzat is warning Fakhrul with his body language. For him to not question his action as Thalia is still watching him with her eagle-like eyes.Izzat is shuddering. He felt his skin is crawled by something unpleasant and unconsciously rubbed his arms. A shiver is run up and down on his spine as he feels that one girl's passionate gazes intensify. A creepy stalker a
"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.
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
"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