Ethan froze in his footsteps, his heart pounding like a drum as he prepared to sprint away from the ominous presence breathing behind him. The air was thick with an unsettling stillness, broken only by the slow, shallow breaths that seemed to echo in the darkness, as if the creature was trying to conceal its presence. His hand instinctively reached out to grab Mr. Budi, who stood paralyzed in fear, his eyes wide and unblinking. The scent of damp earth and decay filled the air, heightening their senses as they both felt the weight of dread settle upon them.
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Mr. Budi glanced upward, his gaze drawn to the source of the blood that dripped ominously from above. There, staring down at them with hollow eyes and a mouth stretched into a grotesque grimace, was the pocong. Its body floated upside down, the blood cascading from its form like a macabre waterfall, pooling on the ground below. The sight was enough to chill even the bravest of souls. Ethan, adrenaline surging through him, spun around quickly, phone in hand, illuminating the darkness, only to find himself face to face with another pocong. "Fuck! There's two of them, Budi!" he screamed, panic lacing his voice.
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In an instant, an unknown force seized Ethan, pinning him in place. His feet were forced together, his arms stretched wide apart, as though he were being crucified in the air. The pain shot through him like lightning, and he let out a primal scream that echoed through the night. Mr. Budi, desperate to help, lunged forward, but a powerful, unseen force hurled him against the wall with a sickening thud. Dazed and disoriented, he struggled to regain his composure, but as he fell, he caught a glimpse of the other bleeding pocong gliding towards him, its eyes filled with a malevolent hunger.
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With trembling hands, Budi fumbled for his talisman, a glimmer of hope in the encroaching darkness. He held it aloft, hoping to ward off the malevolent spirit. The pocong paused, tilting its head as if mocking the talisman's power. But before Budi could gather his wits, a crushing force seized his wrist, twisting it at an unnatural angle with a sickening crunch. The talisman slipped from his grip, clattering to the ground, its protective aura extinguished. As the force lifted him into the air, his body contorted into a cross position, mirroring Ethan's torment. Budi screamed in agony, fighting against the invisible restraints, but it was futile. The darkness closed in around them, their screams mingling with the sinister whispers of the night, as they floated helplessly before the wrath of the pocong.
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A fierce wind howled through the dimly lit temple, sending a chill down their spines. Dust motes danced in the air, illuminated by the pale light filtering through the cracked window. Suddenly, the atmosphere shifted, heavy with an unseen presence, and both Budi and Ethan felt a surge of adrenaline as they dropped to the ground, instinctively seeking cover. Budi's heart raced as he fumbled for his talisman, a small, intricately carved piece of wood that had been passed down through generations, believed to ward off malevolent spirits. His fingers trembled as he grasped it tightly, feeling its warmth against his palm.
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Ethan, on the other hand, scrambled for his phone, its screen glowing like a beacon in the encroaching darkness. He stood up, the weight of dread pressing down on him, when suddenly, a strong yet gentle hand wrapped around his wrist. The grip was firm, but not painful, as if trying to convey urgency rather than malice. Confusion washed over him as he searched for the owner of the hand, his breath hitching in his throat. The voice that followed was hauntingly familiar, echoing in the stillness of the room. "It's me, Adhwa," it whispered, the sound like a soft breeze rustling through leaves. "I'm not really here, but I used a lot of my power to knock the Pocong out. It will be up sooner than you think. Run to the temple and don't stop for anything. Now run before they wake up!"
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Ethan felt the grip loosen, the warmth fading as if Adhwa's essence was slipping away, leaving him with a sense of urgency and fear. The door creaked ominously, swinging ajar with a slow, deliberate motion, revealing the dark hallway beyond. Shadows loomed, stretching like fingers eager to grasp them, but there was no time to hesitate. With a shared glance that spoke volumes, they sprang into action, hearts pounding in synchrony with the urgency of their mission. The air was thick with tension as they burst through the doorway, the night outside shrouded in darkness, the only sound their hurried breaths and the distant rustle of leaves.
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As they raced down the path, the wind howled once more, almost as if warning them of the dangers lurking in the shadows. The moon hung low in the sky, casting an eerie glow that illuminated their frantic escape. Each step felt like a race against time, their instincts driving them forward.
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They soon heard footsteps behind them and they ran even faster. The sound of footsteps grew louder, echoing ominously behind them. The air was thick with tension, and a chilling hiss from the Pocong sent shivers down their spines, causing their hearts to race even faster. The ground trembled beneath their feet, a foreboding reminder of the malevolent spirit pursuing them. Suddenly, Mr. Budi stumbled, his foot twisting awkwardly as he fell to the ground, pain shooting through his ankle. He gritted his teeth, trying to push through the agony, but the sight of the Pocong closing in on him was enough to send a jolt of panic through his veins.
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In a desperate act of survival, he reached for the talisman hanging around his neck, its carved surface warm against his skin. With a swift motion, he hurled it at the approaching spirit. The talisman hung in the air for a moment, as if caught in a struggle between two forces, before it began to bend and crack under an unseen pressure. In a flash, it was flung aside, and the Pocong lunged forward, its ghostly hand grasping Mr. Budi's foot, dragging him helplessly across the ground.
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Ethan, fueled by adrenaline, continued to sprint, but he could feel another Pocong gliding toward him at an alarming speed. Just as he thought he was out of options, a strong hand shot out from the shadows, pulling him into the safety of a nearby bush. He barely had time to catch his breath before the second Pocong zipped past, its presence sending a wave of dread through him. Heart racing, Ethan turned to see who had saved him, only to find the Pocong's eyes locked onto him, wide and piercing, as if it were staring into his very soul.
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Panic surged through him, and he instinctively turned to flee, only to trip and fall face-first onto the cold, unforgiving ground. The world around him spun as he looked up, the Pocong hovering over him, its expression shifting from menacing to something almost pitiful. To his shock, it began to bleed, a dark, viscous liquid pooling around him before it collapsed onto him, its weight pressing him down. With a surge of determination, Ethan pushed the unconscious body off, and his eyes widened in disbelief as he saw Adhwa standing there, her hand stained with the creature's blood from where she had stabbed it.
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Relief flooded through him as he quickly hugged her, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "I knew you would come," he whispered, his voice trembling with emotion. "I wouldn't leave you to die. That creature is not dead though , but it will be down for a while. Hurry now, Mom is on her way to the temple! Don't let her beat you there!" With those words, Adhwa vanished into thin air, leaving Ethan with a sense of urgency and dread.
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Ethan sprang from the bushes, scanning the area for Mr. Budi. He spotted him limping toward him, clutching his ribcage, a grimace etched on his face. "Let me help you!" Ethan called out, rushing forward, but Mr. Budi held out a hand to stop him. "I'm alright, let's go!" he insisted, determination shining in his eyes. Together, they forged ahead, the looming threat of the Pocong still haunting their every step as they raced toward the temple, hearts pounding in unison. The moon above them looked like it was stained by blood but Ethan brushed it off as just a figment of his imagination mixed with the fear he had just experienced.
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Will they make it to the temple or will they meet the Leak or the Sundel Bolong on the way?
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