1 Prolog

For some people, invisible creatures or commonly called ghosts are still very taboo. But there are also some people who believe that "They" really exist and have even seen them in person. Indeed, until now mystical things are sometimes ignored by some people. But interference from them is undeniable, whether it's in a haunted place, our homes, or even from people's evil intentions.

Black magic, for example, which of course uses its services to trick people into satisfying their hurt desires. In fact.... There are also some humans who have sensitivity or what we usually call the Sixth Sense, from this advantage they will be able to see, feel, and even communicate with astral beings.

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My name is Nimas, I am 28 years old. Since when did this sensitivity begin to open up and become active? Eum... I guess since I was a kid, but I only realized it when I was a teenager. Even so, I don't want to be nicknamed with strange nicknames, such as indigo. Argh, uncomfortable.

In everyday life, I prefer to choose to divert when I feel something is not pleasing to the eye or in the taste, it is very difficult to live it all. But there are also those who think it's cool to have sensitivity. Can see something that not everyone can see. Hmm, it's a shame that this kind of thinking is misguided.

Many people also want to try to open the sixth sense, even looking for ways to open it. Why? So cool? You have been given a comfortable life but instead chose a dark path.

Be grateful if you have a closed sixth sense. Living comfortably, wanting to go anywhere and anytime without having to feel terrorized by those who want to interact, in looks, smells and appearances that sometimes make no appetite. Ugh.

Maybe from my writing you will understand. How bad it would be if you had to choose for yourself from the spirits that plague you every day. I will open the story from my first experience in contact with the astral world, where at that time my mother experienced an incident that still makes her shiver when telling this story.

At that time I was not even 40 days old, still a red baby. I was born in the city of Wonosobo, Central Java, Indonesia. Here is still a mountainous area, although there are still many rice fields and forests, but my village is not a remote village, here is already crowded with people and public transportation.

One afternoon, my mother intended to defecate. Did you know... In the past, it was rare for anyone to have a toilet at home. Bathing, washing clothes and dishes, still have to go to the river.

In my village there is a very clear spring, where residents use water sources for their daily water needs. There are petai trees and clove trees above the water source, on the right side of the rice fields, and on the left side a small river flows.

People usually defecate in that small river, don't worry... The distance from the spring to the river is a bit far, so it's safe not to be polluted. In the small river there are actually culverts that are not too big, but in the past the place was famous for being haunted and scary.

That afternoon my mother wanted to defecate, while I was still fast asleep and no one could take care of me because at that time my grandmother was in the fields.

Since no one was home, my mother finally decided to take me with her to the river.

mother had to pick me up and take me to the river, then she crouched down and hugged me tightly. From there, the unexpected happened.

After we came home from the river, my body started to have a fever, my face was pale and also cranky. mother had no inkling at the time, and she gave me fever medicine. Until late at night, this is where things that are beyond reason begin to happen.

While mom was sleeping, she started dreaming. A dream that felt so real. In the dream, mother returned to the river where she defecated earlier, but strangely I was no longer in her arms.

In that dream my mother really panicked, she was looking for me here and there all the way to the river area. Not long after... His ears heard the sound of a baby crying loudly.

Mother rushed to follow the sound of the baby's cry, getting closer it turned out that the sound was coming from a culvert which was located right on the river bank. That's where my mother saw me lying naked and wearing a mat, what was even more surprising, the hole was closed like a transparent bubble that surrounded my body.

"No... Nimas!" mother shouted and rushed into the sewers.

Mom tried to pull me out of there, but somehow when she tried to break through the bubble layer, she bounced.

"Nimas!" mother shouted starting to sob.

Before long, before him appeared a black, hairy, tall, big ghost with fangs sticking out of his wide mouth, long nails, and fiery red eyes glaring at him.

Mother was shaking so badly, the figure blocked her and scared her so much that she couldn't pick me up. Just as the terrifying figure was about to attack, Mother was shocked to wake up from her sleep with sweat all over her body.

Mom immediately saw me still sleeping beside her, the feeling was getting worse. Until morning Mother could not sleep again because of a scary dream.

Since last night's dream, I can't cry anymore, don't move, nor can I open my eyes. My lips are blue, my body is cold as if there is no blood flow. Even though I'm still breathing, my life seems to be on the verge of death. Mother thought I couldn't hold on because I was so weak.