SUSKALA [Introduction Diary of the Soul Cluster ]
Chaptre 02. First Dwellers

What should the girl be afraid of if she has already incarnated into fear itself?

How could he be afraid of death, if the girl had passed him...

Name Sangkala.

His existence in this place has proved a bitter reality. That girl is dead..

The girl is a ghost.

About what was the cause of his death, or why Sangkala was able to get here. Everything is still a mystery that Sangkala must find the answer.

And among all the apparitions that he saw in this place, only he was a boy who was willing to approach Sangkala. She also told him Sangkala's name.

The boy's name was Dieter. Dieter said he was the first resident of this place. The European-faced boy claimed to have been in this place for hundreds of years.

Unasked, Dieter begins to tell her about herself...

Formerly, the building where they are located is a school for children of Dutch government officials.

At that time, there were only five rooms on the ground. During Dieter's time in school, everything was going well.

Until one day, there came an Asian army that was dwarfed and walked quickly.

Japanese Army.

No one knows for sure what really happened. All Dieter remembers is fear and confusion, clashing into one. Those who were solemnly studying were suddenly forced out of the room by force.

The disciples were gathered in the middle of the field, dragged and dried like buffalo children in the butcher's room.

The leader of the Japanese army was cold-faced and empty like a ghost. While his men stood guarding with bedil at the point that was pointed towards the disciples.

This is not a bluff. The lives of the disobedient disciples were already stretched by the whirring of bullets. Meanwhile, the teacher was handed a small gun by their leader.

Goal one..

Slaughtering his own students. One command barks, three to four bullets must be detonated. Refusing is not an option, so quickly the teacher must make a decision.

Dieter escaped death as the shooting progressed. That's when the teacher knew what he had to do. A decision taken in less than a second.

When Dieter thought he had escaped death, another threat had greeted him, his face trampled to the point of losing consciousness. And that makes things worse.

Much worse...

Dieter regained consciousness when bruises all over his body pulsed pain constantly. Still under the shade of fear and pain, what he had witnessed had numbed the entire sense in his body.

Now he can only resign to the situation that has befallen him. The remaining Japanese soldiers carried Dieter and other corpses to the rice storage warehouse behind the school.

His two small hands were chained, making him like buffalo meat after slaughter. And that thought was born not without cause. What was witnessed with half of his eyes greatly shook reason.

The Japanese soldiers ate the body of the teacher's father in crowds. The other students waited for their turn. And those who were still not completely dead were left to witness the terrible sight.

Unable to resist, one sob escaped in Dieter's mouth. Making the army before him turn his head and mercilessly slash at Dieter's body.

On that night he lost both legs before being followed by the loss of life. As soon as he woke up, he already had a form like this. He woke up as a ghost a few days after the story happened.

But one small thing that still greatly disturbs Sangkala. How is it possible in this one place there are all sorts of ghost sightings?

Dieter replied, this is where the ghost hunters throw away the results of the hunt. In this building are collected ghosts who were banished from their original place.

They are all a collection of unsettled outcast spirits, even after death picks up. Those who should have rested quietly in the grave were instead stranded here together.

If so, they should go home.

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...Day 1 Record...

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

...Now at least I know what's going on with me. But it's just beginning. The greater the mystery that arises, the greater my desire to fight. ...

...At least I'm not alone......

...I'm not alone........

^^^-Sangkala^^^