Chapter 13 Part 7 "Prizraki proshlogo"

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*play the song above for this part

POV Ilya

I walked to my room, went inside and opened my laptop. Checking whether my device is attacked by a virus or not and do a full cleaning, I also checked the footages from the CCTV cameras that are installed outside the house in which mr. Wisnu has given the access to me so that I can check too whether there is any suspicious activity or not and I saw anomalies at one of the CCTV cameras installed at the garden behind the house, the anomalies are recorded at the time after sunset.

Moments after the descending fog left, I saw that. The shadowy silhouette of smoke that made the hair on my neck stand up because the silhouette resembled the face of a dog with evil grin was displayed in front of my laptop screen which was showing the CCTV camera footages from the garden followed by a puff of smoke that looked like people walking then disappeared. I checked other footages from other CCTV cameras installed in the house and the dog's face appeared for a split second in the form of a dark shadow in front of the house's upper floor camera then disappeared. I don't know if what I saw was just a natural phenomenon or the CCTV camera had a technical glitch or something else, all I know is whatever it is, it's not a good sign.

I went to mr. Wisnu's room, knocked on the door. After mr. Wisnu opened his room I briefly told my findings. He invited me into his room and asked me to tell him where and when the anomalies occurred on those footages. I told him which parts that seemed odd and after he was done he went silent for a moment then told me something that made me shiver even more.

"You know? Lately I have had nightmares constantly, the face of the dog that appears on the CCTV, it's like the face of a dog that appears in my dream, the dog when it first appeared in my dream, its position was ready to pounce on mevrouw Sofia while I couldn't help her because I was on my knees with my hands tied behind my back. In my dream, my neck was held with a knife and my shoulder was held by someone's hand. "

"Do you know who it is?"

"The face of the person who held my shoulder was covered by a hood so it's vague. I don't know who it was, what was clear was that the next day the dog's position changed, his feet began to step closer to her and it keep doing that, last I dreamed it was running with its mouth open ready to bite mevrouw Sofia. My people said that dreams are the flowers of sleep but after I see this, are my dreams actually bad signs? "

Hearing that from mr. Wisnu made me think the same thing. Black dogs in some cultures are associated with deaths, demons, and bad omen. Demons are also related to magic, are we cursed with magic? I don't know.

"I also don't know mr. Wisnu, sorry." that is the only answer that I can gave him. He then asked me something which made me feel even more burdened.

"If those dreams are indeed bad signs and those bad things happens to me, I beg you to take care of mevrouw Sofia."

I nodded in response to his request then excused myself from his room, walked back to my room.

I performed the evening prayer then lay down on the bed when finished and closed my eyes. Slowly but surely, I, who was already overpowered by sleepiness, began to fall asleep. My consciousness began to shift to another realm that was beyond the reach of the world that my body was in.

When I opened my eyes, I was at a vast green hill, only the sky was reddish orange indicating that it was already dusk.

From the distance, I saw a crowd of people gathered at one point and in the middle of the crowd stood several wooden poles with people tied to them.

Suddenly I saw one of the poles burning and the flames began to devour the wooden pole and other woods that had piled up around it. The fire quickly licked the wooden pole and slowly burned the body of the person who was tied, the person screamed in pain, I can hear his scream from where I was standing. I immediately ran as fast as I could towards the crowd. The closer I get, the clearer I can see who were the people tied to the wooden poles, they were my friends.

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