章節 9: Meeting with husband and wife
Nayla gasped to find herself in her room. She only remembers a man who helped her put on a hoodie,
"Who helped me? Weird, but... Mr. Parker has turned into a monster? Oh my God. What the hell happened?" Nayla thought.
She got out of bed and immediately turned on the TV in his room, "All of this is real. A bloodthirsty monster?" Nayla though still confused.
Sure enough, she saw Mr. Parker's house on fire, the ringing of her cell phone made her choke
~ Lyli
"Nay, are you all right? Have you reached Mr. Parker's house yet?"
~ Nayla
"I-I didn't go there, halfway through my head had a headache. So, I went back to my dorm. Sorry, what happened?" asked Nayla pretending.
~Lyli
"Thank God, Mr. Parker's house caught fire. Okay, we'll see you tomorrow at campus."
Lily turned off her phone. Nayla was just dumbfounded, she was still imagining the horror she had just experienced. She didn't think he would be able to survive it all.
She pinched his cheek, "Ouch, it hurts. That means it wasn't a dream!" great-grandson.
Suddenly she felt the hairs on her neck prickle, she looked behind her,
"Why is this room so scary?" her mind was a little wry.
Alan, who was in her room, approached her because Nayla pinched her cheek. Alan wants to know and forbid what Nayla is doing.
Alan doesn't want to see Nayla hurt himself, he wants to give Nayla happiness.
"Hades, this child is more sensitive than most humans. She seems to be able to see me," Alan thought.
He was slightly away from Nayla.
Instead, Nayla looked in any direction Alan was moving. Nayla's eyes followed Alan's every move.
Making Alan embarrassed, "Whoever you are, please don't hurt me. Go away!" said Nayla.
Alan choked, he didn't expect Nayla's instincts to be so extraordinary. He seemed to understand the presence of astral beings in her room.
Alan was a little tempted to show his face. However, he was afraid that Nayla would scream and create a scene that night.
Finally, Nayla went to the bathroom and cleaned herself up. Alan ran away for a moment from Nayla's room, he felt it would be rude to disturb other people's privacy.
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Moreover, Alan is a little old-fashioned. After all, he is not from the modern era. It still comes from the war era. Where when he grew up he was just a village boy.
He is trying to change his destiny by working in one of the houses of Colonel van Der Ambroos as a servant.
He was assigned to be a spy by his association, and also he wanted to know the weakness of the Dutch at that time.
Those who are still ancient, trying to free themselves from all things colonial oppression. He became a servant at a party, which was held at the colonel's house. At a party that turns out to be very terrible, the servants are sacrificed as food for bloodthirsty vampires.
They were taken into the forest on Mount Bromo, in a house. There they were put in a dark room. Alan and some of the maids were locked up, "Let go!" everyone shouted, but the vampire didn't let go instead started attacking and sucking everyone's blood.
"Hahaha, you guys can never escape me!" cried the vampire.
They tried to fight the monsters. However, they did not have the strength to do so. In the end, they become food for the vampire Hector and several other vampires.
The aging vampire chief with fangs and nails gripped Alan's body and sucked his blood. He slumped and died. Alan only saw if the vampire became young.
When he realized he awoke with a burning feeling all over his body among the piles of corpses, left alone, "Where is this?" softly.
Among all the corpses only Alan was still alive. He moved between the collisions of corpses trying to get up, getting rid of all the corpses that were crushing him, "they're all dead!" mumbled Alan.
He rolled over holding the small touch on his neck where Hector's fangs had been. The heat burned his whole body, "Aaa! Hot! Water," shouted Alan.
His body was full of flames making the pile of corpses of other maids burnt to nothing.
Alan struggled to his feet and ran towards the river and threw himself. He wanted to reduce the heat that was whacking his body.
However, the heat was getting more and more whacked. He couldn't get rid of the heat. Even if it's submerged in water.
The heat turned to thirst, Alan drank the river water but his thirst was not quenched. He wanted something different, "What's going on, thirsty! I'm thirsty...."
He darted from the river as fast as lightning running away from the forest. He wanted to go home. He entered his house, which had a straight wall, and saw his brother and his parents asleep.
His thirst was getting stronger, he wanted to pounce on his sister. He wanted to suck the blood of his family, "I can't kill them! No, I'm not a monster," he cursed. He ran out of the house, away from his family forever.
He ran into the forest, he saw a tiger and immediately jumped at him. He sucked all the tiger's blood, his thirst was not quenched.
He returned to look for other animals. All night he hunted animals sucking their blood. Dawn broke, he was still hiding in the forest.
He did not know where he saw a villager entering the forest to look for wood. His thirst hit again, he ran as far as he could.
Whenever he avoided people, he ran with hate cursing himself. Through the night and day.
It crosses seas, islands, countries, and mountains. Hiding in the wilderness. He has not been able to control his body with fangs and nails that always come out if there is prey and his life is threatened.
Moreover, the fire from his body always came uninvited. He struggled through it all, "Aaa!" Alan's screams always echoed whenever he was thirsty and sad.
He felt alone in a country he didn't know where he was. Winter, for the first time he touched the snow. He, who was still ancient, slowly touched the snow.
"Is it snow like the Dutch say?" he whispered.
Alan rolled in the snow, he didn't feel anything anymore. He didn't feel cold or hot anymore. He just enjoys a life that is not clear in front of his eyes.
Everything about him stopped, he didn't need to drink, eat, or have money. He just needs clothes. He always steals on the clothesline he passes.
He only needs blood to quench his thirst. Alan was pensive remembering all that. It was a terrible journey that he had been through and will still be on.
Once he saw a young married couple running fast in the snow and hunting bears, "what are they doing? Are they like me?" thought Alan curiously.
Alan peeked out from behind a pine tree branch to see a couple sucking bear blood and laughing.
A beautiful blonde-haired woman turned to Alan.
"Get down from there. We're just like you," the voice of a woman looking at him echoed in Alan's head.
Alan jumped down and approached the couple in front of him, researching and staring at the two.
"Are you guys monsters, too?" investigate Alan.
"I'm Gwendolyn, and this is my husband Andre!" replied Gwendolyn who understood Alan's anxiety.
"Can you read my mind?" he asked. He didn't think all the monsters had an advantage.
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