Horror Story
Mount Pulosari Part 1 - #11

I closed my eyes because I could not see the execution of myself. But after a while I felt nothing on my neck. Then my body fell. I saw Mr. Jaro and two of his men kneeling before me.

“Ampun Nyai...,” murmured Mr. Jaro. I turned my body. There was a woman dressed as a royal princess behind me.

That woman I attacked a few days ago. He smiled gracefully at me. In contrast to Mr. Jaro and his frightened men, I am not at all afraid of that woman. Even I hold a grudge for the death of my friends.

“That's dipaehan,” said the woman.

Not killed? Why did that woman help me?

“Sumuhun Nyai,” timpal Pak Jaro.

The woman then disappeared. Mr. Jaro and his two men ran away to leave me who was still tied up. I'm trying to untie that. But, I can't because the knot is too strong.

I heard the sound of pig snoring from behind the bushes that scared me even more. This rope bond is impossible to remove on my own. Someone has to help me.

Two days I was sprawled with my feet and hands tied. I'm exhausted. My throat was no longer strong enough to scream for help. That place seems to be rarely visited by humans. There was only a herd of monkeys watching me from the branches of the trees.

Suddenly a monkey threw me a banana. I looked at the monkey. He and his colony are busy eating on the branches of trees. I inched closer to the banana that the monkey threw. After reaching for the banana, I ate it with the skin.

The monkey colony seemed happy to see me eating. They jumped up and down while shouting at me. After that, they threw me back with bananas. My stomach is full of eating those bananas.

Not long after, a voice came from the bushes. I'm wary, afraid it's a wild beast around here. I don't know, maybe on this mountain there are still tigers or bears. I was shuffling away from the bush.

“Hai!,” a woman cradling a backpack appears from behind a bush.

“Finally...,” he breathed a sigh of relief.

He looks exhausted. His face was pale too.

“Lu who?”

“Uswah. The name of Uswah cave, has been two days stray cave in this mountain.”

He approached me and untied the rope with a small knife.

“Lu why can I trust gini?”

The girl helped me wake up. Both my legs are frail. He has to support my body.

“The story is long,” I said.

To be honest, I feel relieved to meet my fellow climbers in a place like this.

“This mountain is not safe,” he said. Next, “All the cave friends die. Only the cave remains."

"Same," I replied briefly.

"Crazy, your friends are dead too?" he's surprised.

"stuck?"

"Yes married genderuwo."

Uswah shuddered in horror as I scoffed at Mira's. I looked up at the sky. Ocos, that damn fireball is no longer following me. Uswah took out his HP from inside the bag. He pointed the HP in all directions to look for signals.

“Stay no signal. You bring HP?” tanyakanya.

“Lost. Moreover, the cave HP has been lowbet from the first up the mountain.”

Uswah.

“We must get off this mountain immediately,” he memapahku.

“Lu see it,” Uswah pointed grass. There are white flowers scattered there.

“That's jasmine flowers. Caves follow the flowers and meet you here. We follow the flowers. Who knows it's the way home.”

I frowned. After so many strange and tragic events that I experienced, now I do not want to believe too much in such mystical things. Without the need to fuck me, Uswah even memapahku follow the sprinkling of flowers.

“Gua is not sure if this flower can take us home.”

“What's wrong trying,” timpal Uswah.

Until the afternoon, we did not find a path. The sprinkles took me to a place I had never been before. This forest was foggy and made my range of vision limited.

Uswah lighted the flashlight. He pointed it at the bushes to make sure that the flowers were still there. He's stopped. I saw his face surprised.

“Why?” I asked while looking at him.

The flashlight he shifted a few meters forward through the thick fog. The bodies of men that lay before us. It's the bodies of the climbers, they're still wearing jackets, backpacks, and mountain boots.

“Do not touch!” I said as Uswah tried to examine the body.

We continued on our way over the bodies. They died horribly. Some had their throats slit, some had their eyes missing, and I even saw a head that was separated from their body.

Is it true what Mr Jaro said if the other climbers were wretched because of my group? I don't know why, I feel guilty now.

The fog was getting longer and longer and disappeared. There are no more bodies in front of us. A few moments later, there was a sound of water rumbling from a distance.

“Curug Princess. It must be Curug Princess,” I said excitedly.

Uswah. He returned to me following the sprinkling of jasmine flowers. And, sure enough, it was the Curug Princess. We are happy because near the waterfall there is a path to the village residents.

Seriate..