The Ghost Village

Mrs Siti's Food Stall

“Jang...! Don't drive the motorbike too fast!" shouted Clara who was behind him.

Clara's long hair was blown by the strong wind which covered her entire face because Jajang was driving his battered motorbike very fast. The motorbike may be battered and look like a piece of junk, but the engine could be pitted against a new motorbike. This beat-up motorbike ran very fast and the sound of the engine was very soft. Clara's voice could not be heard by Jajang, who was currently worried about Clara's condition. The strong wind carried the sound of Clara's screams far away before it reached Jajang's ears. The road in this village was still long and there were no signs showing the way out of this village. Even the center of Sentani Hamlet was still not visible to Jajang.

“Clara...! It seems like we're just going through the same village streets over and over again! Maybe it's too late to get out of Sentani Hamlet!” said Jajang.

"Try stopping first, Jang! I didn't hear what you said clearly