Miki'S Scary Stories (Based On True Story)
Bad Dream (Part II)

Again my night that should have been late turned into a hot day.

Indicates that I am currently traveling through the dream world, which will either end good or bad.

In front of me was only an area covered with tall lush trees. I choose to turn around. The sighting of the scenery on the back of my back turned out to cultivate a greater curiosity. Because, there is a building that is no stranger to me.

I looked at my school building with a more shabby and dull condition. I took a deep breath because I knew my dream journey again had to face the school area.

To be honest, I was still traumatized by the presence of the red-clad grandmother and the big axe-carrying male in the previous dream. But after I looked around, there was no other building besides the area overgrown with tall and lush trees.

I folded both hands on my chest. Is that grandma the one who got me back here? What is it with this school that I have to come back here over and over again? And all those questions won't be answered unless I go in there. But should?

My left hand moved my right arm then pinched it hard. Like the previous dream, I could feel pain, and certainly did not manage to wake me up from this dream. It's a sign, isn't it? If I can't get anywhere, except into that shabby building.

I gather adrenaline and then take a step forward. With a feeling of anxiety my two feet climbed the terrace of the building. I frowned so much wet soil that coated the top of the white tile. My legs were carefully walking towards the stairs I used to use when I wanted to go to class.

I saw a stream of water flowing down from the top of the stairs, causing a puddle at the bottom of the floor. I looked left and right and then back, looking for a creature that appeared without my knowledge.

After believing the condition is safe and empty, I move back up one by one stairs.My environment automatically frowned when I saw the corners of the building blackened, like burned out. Tanned soil not only adorns each inch of my steps but also on the walls and adds to the dullness.

I have reached the top of the stairs. The appearance of the second floor was very different when compared to the atmosphere in the real world. There were no classes, just a stretch of empty space with wooden debris strewn about.

Puddles of water were seen along the floor. The roofs look weathered even some of them hang almost to the floor. Wooden columns seem forced to stand up to refute this building.

Both of my legs stepped back, intending to trace the floor. I approached one of the wooden poles, the largest by myself. Behind the pole, I felt a threatening presence. Slowly. I peeked, confirming my worries.

As soon as I saw the scene behind the pole, I choked but refrained from making a sound by covering my mouth with both hands. My hair immediately brushed due to a very creepy sight.

Someone is hanging there. It appears that a long rope is in a perpendicular position through the middle roof and wrapped around his neck. His body is behind me. He was wearing white clothes that covered up to his feet. Her hair was all along her back, disheveled and shabby.

Both of my legs reflexively took a step back slowly. My hands are still covering my mouth. Damn it. More frightening things happen. The body that was originally seen to have fallen limp with the rope around the neck is now starting to sway left and right. Slowly until finally the rhythm of his movement became faster.

I was so scared that I couldn't move both legs. Like there was something behind my back and holding my shoulders back so as not to turn around and the touch of the hands that held my legs together so as not to move away.

The body suddenly stopped swaying, which actually presented a greater sense of gripping. I took a heavy breath as the figure began to rotate. It revealed the front of his body that was adorned with dried blood. I couldn't see his face because it was covered in long black hair. Really, I really can't see much more than this! I want to get out of here!

I fought back as I could against something that still held my body from behind. Along with that figure who was now suddenly moving towards me, and still with the rope wrapped around his neck. I managed to run despite being knocked over to avoid the reach of his pale hands that were ready to stall forward.

Without looking back, I kept running down the stairs until it almost slipped if my left hand did not hold on to the iron pole.

I managed to get back to the first floor and still continued to run through the room used as a practice room for students majoring in hospitality for cooking. At a glance through the tail of the eye, I found a monkey figure sitting crouching on the table. I felt her red eyes staring at me.

I kept running until suddenly something hit my right leg and made me fall on the floor hard. My head hurts not to play until it feels unable for me to open both eyes. Darkened.

A few moments later...

I felt a familiar warmth...

The breath that was originally wheezing slowly began to normalize...

Slowly I tried to open both eyes, and the reflex of saying thank you when I saw the atmosphere around me had turned into a room area.

Slowly, I got up from the bed. My head is beating hard and painful. "Astaghfirullah", my inner.

I got off the bed. Staring at the new wall clock shows at half-two in the morning. I groaned softly as I felt pain while trying to stretch my body. "It's so tired, O God," I murmured.

I opened the door and walked to the bathroom to wash my face and then returned to the room. To overcome fear, I held a prayer mat, put on a mukena and then performed the tahajud prayer.

After I finished praying, I asked God to calm my angry soul as a result of the shadow of the figure that appeared in my nightmares. I unceasingly asked for forgiveness and pleaded for help in the form of inner calm.

"Oh my God, what is the veil of mystery in my school? Why do I keep having nightmares about that building lately? and why should I?" ask me with two hands up. I cupped two hands over my face. Swiping it from top to bottom in hopes of reducing dizziness in the forehead.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim.astaghfirullahaladzim.astaghfirullahaladzim.".", I continued to pronounce the lafadz 33 times.

"Your school building is dirty."

Suddenly I fell silent after a long time not hearing the owner of the mysterious voice. A voice that always comes when I need an answer.

"Dirty how?" my many.

"The area has not been occupied for a long time so many creatures are happy to live there. Some of them have negative energy and like to annoy new residents."

"What was my nightmare just one of the distractions made by them?"

"It's just a sign. A sign that you know what kind of creatures live there."

"Why should the sign appear in my dreams? What does this have to do, why should I know?"

"Huh? Meaning what?"

"When the trance phenomenon occurs, isn't it hard on your head about what has made your friends like that? want to know her figure?"

I remember, this afternoon my school did have an unusual incident. When the lesson hours were still going on suddenly one of the students from Accounting II was screaming uncontrollably. Me and the classmates were barred out when the teacher who was teaching us finally came out to check on the situation.

Looking through the window, my friends and I saw one female student being carried by 6 male students towards the first floor. His body twitched and tried to rebel from the handle of the 6 disciples. He screamed and cried, which is when we knew the student was possessed.

Before long the disciple was brought down, again a heartbreaking scream came from the same class... Again the female students are messy.... Students, teachers and school officials were scattered to calm the situation. Meanwhile, my friends and I were asked to remain calm in class while praying together.

Unfortunately, the prayer we offer cannot reduce the gripping situation. Because now the incident of trance spread to other classes, namely Accounting I, Sales to Hospitality and victims are dominated by women.

One of the teachers came into my class, Office Administration, asking us to immediately prepare to bring the items and get down to the first floor. Shouts for the sake of emotion until the crying adorned the atmosphere of the school that afternoon.

As soon as we all got to the first floor, I saw a lot of students who were possessed, some even ran to avoid being caught by the school officials. Laughing grinned with a blank stare, then changed into a hysterical cry. Some take extreme measures, namely hitting to bite.

Realizing the situation was already very dangerous, one of the teachers ordered us who were in good condition to go home immediately.

I saw some of the people living around the school start to arrive because they were curious and empathetic and helped the teachers and school officials. After that, I don't know any more about it.

"So, you mean the figures that appeared in my dream were the ones that possessed my friends?"

"Not everyone. Just a nosy."

"Then, what should the school do to stop the disturbances?"

"Mayer. As long as you come, no one says greetings and prayers properly so that the negative aura of the building is reduced. There is no need for the purpose of expelling but make the place light and peaceful with prayer. So that the negative creatures there go away by themselves."

"I have to say all that? Will my school believe it?"

"The decision is in your hands. You've found the answer."

"What if buildings don't get prayed for, this kind of disturbance will keep coming?"

Silent. The voice is gone. I sighed in annoyance at feeling left out when I was not satisfied asking. But realizing my annoyance won't make the sound come back, I chose to go back to saying Istigfar and continue the prayers while thanking him for once again God helped me find the answer to my anger.

...***...

The next morning I saw some PLN officers passing around the terrace of my school along with biology teacher, Mr. Gio, and Ms. Retno. Looking at the motion, it seems that our school will begin to reach electricity.

After that I saw the biology teacher and my principal moving apart from one of the PLN officers. I who was walking slowly behind the two of them was able to listen to their conversation.

"Later tonight come with me stay here, yes sir. There will be a joint study event with the surrounding residents to pray for the school building to eliminate occult disturbances so far," said Ms Retno.

"Ready, Mom," replied Mr. Gio.

The two then turned towards the teacher's room. I heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing their plan. Apparently, what the mysterious voice said last night was true. My school has not prayed for this building properly. What was even more comforting was that I didn't have to come and tell the school about the prayer reading for my school.

"Thank God, God has made my business easier" I murmured. Hopefully after the study later tonight, can really reduce the occult disorders that have occurred in school. Aamiins.

Arriving at class, I found friends gathered at one of the desks of one of the students named Inggid. I asked Aya about the gathering.

"That's. on talking about mass possession yesterday." Obviously, I knew first.

"Ooh, why Ay?"

"Said the beginning of the trance because there was one of the waiters in the women's toilet did not accept the place dikotori same sanitary napkin that still has blood."

"Waduh, again there are still only female students who are dirty like that. Keep getting caught who owns the pads?"

Aya nodded, "Yes, the dresser had the first female student in possession, Ki. from Accounting II. He's on, keep changing pads. But dirty pads that are not washed first are immediately discarded in the corner of the WC. Be the devil not accept."

"But the student is okay now?"

"That's okay, he said he went in too. Who pity is his countryman who knows nothing."

"Why?"

"Yes, when the student is possessed, the head of his friend is taped to the table. But, fortunately, it wasn't a bad wound."

"Wew, sadists are demons. Sensation is the same who, who gets the sap. Yes, this is a sign of us as well, keep clean and do not want to throw garbage especially dirty sanitary pads in the bathroom. In honor of the old inhabitants who already exist and for our good."

Aya nodded in agreement. Before long the lesson start bell rang, ending my chat session and my classmates.

...~Seventh Part Done~...