SUSKALA [Introduction Diary of the Soul Cluster ]
Chaptre 01. Awakened

A girl looked to open her eyes a few times. It was like waking up in the middle of a dream. The girl fretted, her head filled with question marks.

The girl's netra was dancing in all corners of the room. Where is he? And who is he?

The girl stared blankly at the very quiet classroom, silence was enveloped and questions could not be asked. Only the star symbol was before him. And its existence does not at all spell out the mystery that struck the girl.

On the contrary, the mystery now multiplies. Only the sound of the clock ringing was heard.

Terrified, the girl was very scared.

At half-time one night, the girl was running around hunting along the deserted school corridor with billions of questions in her head.

The further he ran, the lower the air pressure. There was a very unnatural change of air, further nourishing the fear in his chest.

The girl immediately stopped running when she found a lot of blood splattered on the floor, blood coming from the doorstep of the classroom.

He approached and peeked in the gap of the door that was not closed perfectly. His chest skipped a beat uncharacteristically as his net saw the many figures of the headless disciples.

Unable to linger looking at his headless body with blood everywhere, he immediately ran from there. Resisting nausea due to the figure earlier and a pungent smell.

What did the girl just see?

What is this place exactly?

Something is wrong with the sight of the girl, something is wrong with this place!

Without knowing the direction of the girl continued to run and run, until she stumbled and fell on the cold floor. A heavy Deheman voice managed to avert his gaze, he stared at the figure of a hand so big it was opening the door before him.

Seeing that his pupils were shaking violently. Again and again the girl ran away from the figures she met. He screamed for help, but his voice could not be released.

At the end of the corridor the girl again saw a woman with a candle burning in her hand. From a distance the woman looks like a normal woman carrying a candle, but the longer the woman approaches, the real figure looks. The lower part of the woman's body was filled with slimy hands and several organs that came out.

The girl ran in the opposite direction from the woman, she had to leave this damned place immediately. He may be crazy, it's all just a dream. The girl should wake up from her sleep.

The girl ran over to the school gate that was currently right in front of her. He thought he could finally escape from that place. But the pleasure was gone when he found the gate could not be opened. Not even the side of the wall can be climbed.

The salesman narrowed his eyes, staring in the direction of the school gate. I don't know what the seller saw that made him run scared from there leaving the girl alone who was still screaming for help.

The girl banged on the school gate and wondered why the salesman looked so scared of her.

"Hey"

The girl spontaneously turned her body around as someone with a hoarse voice called out to her from behind. The girl slumped backwards while dragging her feet to get away from the figure before her at this moment.

"Welcome to join"

The hoarse voice came from a boy who looked normal on his face, but his body part was transparent with a few protruding organs.

"join? What's that supposed?"

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...Day 0 Notes...

...Dear, diary......

...The wind blew slowly whizzing the dry leaves in the distance. I can't guess what fate I'm accepting. It's like a dream, but it's not. It seems real, but I doubt it. It's not both....

...The first day I wrote with the ink of a cold blood-flowing swish. Together with tears of fear and confusion, these words are strung together. A thousand questions become friends kill time....

...I want to see the sunrise immediately, watch the day change. Seeing me wake up in a warm room with all my consciousness....

...Whoever I really am, I want to know......

^^^-Sangkala^^^