A knock on the door disturbed Dyra's still-awake peace. Occasionally he rubbed his eyes until he finally inched awake from his sleep.He glanced at the wall clock which showed 24:00. His dream had to be cut short just because of the sound of a loud knock on his bedroom door.His forehead furrowed in confusion, who would come to see him in the middle of the night? Curious, the girl was about to move closer to the door that was still closed.Knock! Knock!His voice getting louder and louder as he slowly turned the knob. As soon as he opened it there was no one there. Only the gentle breeze that caresses his face slowly.His head glanced left and right, his eyes darting around sharply. There was no one, he was about to close the door again but his push was too weak. The door knob seemed to be pulled hard.His hand struggled to pull the door knob back, until it finally closed tightly making a loud sound.He tried to fall back asleep, but his eyes refused to close and he finally sat down b
Fresh blood splattered on the floor filled the white room that was previously spotlessly clean. Blunt sharp objects become the vice driving force to eliminate someone who is now lying helpless.Lee Han, a man who has always had the ambition to kill innocent human lives. Once his emotions had been swept away, he cursed to himself while beating his head.His hands clenched tightly gripping the sharp blade covered in blood. For the umpteenth time the man killed someone he loved died right in his eyes.With his two hands he has shed a lot of human blood. His sins may have piled up as high as a mountain, but the man paid no heed to them.His soul is already controlled by emotion and anger. His flowing blood has been sentenced as a psychopath. Spilling all the frustration on something that is around him, no matter who and what he attacked.His body began to frail because the energy in his body had been drained a lot. Only the sweat that still faithfully flooded his temples to occasionally w
"Ow!"Dyra groaned in pain as her finger pricked with a thorn. He rubbed his eyes repeatedly until he realized the presence of a rose plant on the edge of the bed."Roses?" asked the girl with light brown eyes, surprised to find a plant embedded in a medium-sized white pot.Even though the roses haven't bloomed yet, the leaves are already shady. Even the sharp thorns streak along the stalk."Why are there roses?" asked Dyra, shuffled off the bed and grabbed the pot filled with roses.Dyra doesn't understand why the roses in her dream must be included in the real story. Yes, last night he dreamed of seeing beautiful red-crowned flowers blooming along the road. The girl was following a pleasant journey in a dream, until her hand ached as it touched the thorny stalk.Not wanting to prolong the difficult thought, Dyra decided to take care of the plant. After all, the yard of his house looks deserted, he doesn't really like plants. However, for this time he will treat the rose as a cliché
"What's that door?"The girl with the brown eyes glared to the west, to be precise near the slightly open bedroom window.Dyra had just been released from his dream, until he was surprised by the presence of a door that glowed with light."I'm not dreaming?" he asked himself. The girl was not dreaming, the existence of the door was really right in front of her eyes.One step, two steps Dyra began to get closer to melt his curiosity. Until finally he stood still in silence right in front of the door.His curiosity peaked, he wanted to know what was really going on in there. His hand opened the door knob along with a blinding beam of light.His body seemed to be pulled by a strong wind. Dyra entered it, like a time machine that took him either to the past or the future."Aaaaaaaaaaaa!" Dyra shouted as the round of light carried him away.***The sounds of gamelan, gongs and the like are combined together so that it sounds serene to accompany the dances of the beautiful girls who are now
"Blood!" shrieked Dyra, shuffling from his bed as soon as he saw the blood stains on the sheets.The girl repeatedly rubbed her eyes which still felt tired, it felt like she wanted to sleep until the sun went down again. However, the shock of so much blood dissuaded him."Dyra... get up quickly! You'll be going to school soon." His mother called from behind the door, he accepted the order without opening the door.Dyra poked her head under the bed, blood splattered on the floor. The girl checked her body maybe she was injured. However, there were no scratches on his body."Clearly, this is not my blood.""Miau ... miau ...."God, what's that sound? His voice was so adorable, it couldn't be a tiger, or a wolf too.Soft and fluffy fur hit her feet, Dyra was surprised to find a white and brown cat. His head was covered in fresh blood, making him stagger."Where did the cat come from?" Dyra asked, frowning in confusion.The hoarse voice of the cute animal softened Dyra's heart. He couldn'
The size of Dyra's house is spacious, which only fills a few people, making him always feel lonely. Being an only child is the dream of most people, even though they always complain because they live alone. During the sixteen years in this world, Dyra did not have many friends. This is because he does not easily get along with friends at school. After school, the girl used to close her eyes for a while. Until he was carried away by the flow of dreams that took him to another world. In his dream he has many friends even more than ten people give him glasses of various shapes. They opened their arms to each other, holding them tightly. Dyra woke up again, breaking the dream that had stopped for a while. As soon as his gaze shifted to the bedside table, his eyes caught a pair of medium-sized sunglasses. "Glasses?" Dyra grabbed it, occasionally flipping through the glasses. "The glasses are black, if we wear it will our eyesight be the same as dark?" he asked quietly. Due to his gr
"What's the gossip today?" The arrival of a stocky woman joined the gathering carrying potato chips."Prince Nelo lost Princess Metallica.""Is that true?" The woman's eyes widened completely. He squeezed his two friends, sitting his ass between them."Yes. I don't know. Where to look for Princess Metallica," answered the woman with shoulder length hair.Dyra turned around looking for information, what exactly happened to the hot news of losing Princess Metallica.The girl's steps stopped, right in front of the door to the room she believed belonged to Princess Metallica. Dyra went into it looking for something he wanted to know, but I don't know what it was.His urge to enter into there because he heard the sound of sobs that sounded pitiful. The girl looked around for the source of the sound that was caught by both ears clearly.A man buried his face on the bed. Crying for the girl who is now lying helpless there.His face was as pale as a corpse left to sleep. Her body was wrapped
The twinkling stars adorn the canvas in the dim night, giving its own charm to anyone who sees it.The bedroom window was deliberately opened to let the cold wind enter the room. Until his aura pierced the deepest cavity, Dyra shivered with cold. Finally the girl closed it again and decided to immediately achieve the dream."Huft ... why is it so hard to sleep," said Dyra with a sigh. He rubbed his eyes several times because he was tired, but he didn't close them.With difficulty the girl closed her eyes again, but her eyelids opened wide again. He stared at the ceiling of the room, which was lit only by dim lights."Hey, Dara!"Someone's scream made him force his eyes to close. He felt another aura nearby. His hands moved quickly to pull the blanket up to his chest."Dyra! Let's play!"The voice was very clear in both ears. He didn't know who greeted him on such nights, his fear gripped him even more.Dyra's neck was cold as if someone was trying to blow it or touch it. Who's he? Wha