Ghost Terror

Rio VS Ghost

"Hahaha. No need to act. You think I'd be scared?" said Thomas.

But Rio still had a frightened face. Shortly after that, he immediately ran into his room leaving Thomas alone there.

"What happened to him? It's really weird," said Thomas.

Thomas suddenly felt a wind blow against the back of his neck. He immediately held it with his hand. Somehow he suddenly felt chills.

"Wait! Rio said, there was a ghost there earlier. Then, he ran into the room and shouted there was a ghost. Could it be ...." He hung up his words.

Slowly he began to turn his head back. There was one thing he was sure of, that right now behind him was a very frightening figure. But for the sake of curing his curiosity, he was ready to take risks.

Sret!

Maybe that's what Thomas' head sounded like in those last seconds when he looked back. And as it turned out, there was nothing there. Once again he thought that Rio was just tricking him. He chuckled lightly, and then walked away from there to his room.

Until he did not realize that in the darkness there, a long-haired white figure was watching from afar. It was a very scary ghost figure.

***

On the bed there, someone was covering all parts of his body using a blanket. Yes, he is Rio who is scared. He couldn't believe that the ghost dared to come again, even when his older brother and Thomas were already at his house.

"She really came. What should I do?" he asked himself.

He remembered what Thomas had said earlier. Tonight is the mission to solve the mystery about the ghost. And it is precisely the arrival of the ghost that is the most awaited. He cursed himself for being frightened when the ghost actually came.

But, after all, Rio is still Rio. He had always been afraid of having to deal with ghosts. Therefore, it was only natural that now he was afraid.

"Thomas, should I tell him?" he asked himself again.

His breath was still labored. His sweat dripped profusely onto the mattress and blankets. This was a situation he really didn't want to experience.

Kritt! Kritt!

In his fright, he suddenly heard a strange sound. Sounds like scratching nails against wood. He was silent long enough to determine the source of the sound. Until then, his face immediately panic when he could conclude it. The sound came from under his bed.

He was stuck long enough. The scratching sound could still be heard by him. His fear rose in an instant. He wanted to run away from there, but unfortunately his body refused his will. As a result, he could only surrender and continue hearing that terrifying scratching sound.

"Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid!"

Until then, like a whisper he heard. It seemed like it was her inner voice telling her not to be afraid of such things. And strangely, after the voice appeared, slowly his body was able to move.

However, the scratching was still clearly audible. Rio's fear turned into curiosity. He forced himself to look under his bed. Very slow movement. He already has a great plan. If what he saw was a ghost, then he would immediately jump and run as fast as lightning to get out of the room.

Little by little he turned his head down to check the area under the bed. And when his eyes were able to reach the area there, apparently....

It was very dark down there. The scratching sound was also gone. But it turns out, there's nothing down there. Rio can breathe a sigh of relief because of that.

"Huufft." Rio breathed a sigh of relief.

Sret!

However, he was then taken aback when suddenly a very pale hand appeared from under his bed. He wanted to scream, but his voice seemed to disappear completely. Unfortunately, the hand seemed to form a crawling motion which slowly presented the figure of the owner of the hand.

"Gho-gho-ghost," he said, pointing at the ghost.

He wanted to run away. But unfortunately, his body still can not be moved. I swear, this is totally against her heart's desire. Even though he already had a plan if he saw the ghost, he would immediately run away. However, now the reality is even different. Instead his body stiffened, with the state of his eyes forced to keep staring at the ghost.

"Hihihihi."

The ghost laughed sinisterly. Rio shivered with fear. As much as possible, he tried to move his body. However, all in vain. He couldn't do it.

He then remembered something. Again about the goal to unravel the mystery of the ghost. Using his voice, he spoke.

"Who are you? Why are you terrorizing this village?" Rio asked with the little courage he had.

Not answered by the ghost. There is no other choice for him. He had to ask a second time. It didn't matter whether the ghost would answer or it would still be as silent as before.

"Answer me! Why? What did we do wrong?" Rio asked again.

Again and again. The ghost seemed reluctant to answer. Rio, who was already on the verge of fear until he didn't realize, had tears in his eyes. Yes, he was crying. But his eyes seemed unable to be made to blink. As a result, his gaze was still directed to the terrible form of the ghost.

"Say it! What do you want? If you need help, I might be able to help. But please, don't bother me anymore! Don't disturb the people in this village! And don't ever appear before us with your hideous appearance. I beg you," Rio said.

He took all his courage to be able to communicate with the ghost. Even though the person he was talking to was silent, at least he could hear what he was saying.

In fact, he had almost lost consciousness. He wanted to pass out, but was afraid that later it would be fatal. It could be that the ghost will harm him when he faints. That was his fear for now. Because of that, he kept his consciousness as much as possible even though his fear had reached its peak.

Until some time later, the scary ghost figure disappeared. Rio was somewhat surprised by that. He started to wonder to himself about why the ghost had suddenly disappeared. But on the other hand, he is also happy. With the ghost gone, he could breathe a sigh of relief and escape from the fear he had been feeling.

"Huff ... Finally he left too," he said.

He could breathe a sigh of relief, but not long after, he felt a hand grip his shoulder. Hands with long and very scary nails.