Nightmare Diaries
Seduce The Devil's

Do you believe in the invisible? Something you can't see but your body can feel its presence.

Wind is a good example. You can't see it, but you can tell it's where it is when it interacts with other, weaker objects.

Many people avoid things that are not logical because it is troublesome. Unfortunately, I was born for it.

Bothered, no. More precisely endanger yourself to things that should be avoided.

For five years I have been a ghost hunter. We call it that way even though the work we do is a bit distorted.

Seduce the Devil is an organization we founded five years ago. A small organization of only five members. Me, Hansen, Lilieth, Levione, and Ersen.

The name is a little strange, because Lilieth and Levione proposed it. We men just nodded because we didn't want to bother with a name.

I'm not surprised because they even nicknamed themselves ****of god? Maybe it fits their personality.

We have different interests in this field. Since childhood Hansen was very interested in tarot cards and divinations, the four of us were often the object of Hansen's version of strange divination.

Especially me, I don't know why I always get bad omens. Indeed just for fun, but not infrequently the prophecy is on target, or indeed he who makes it so.

Lilieth is obsessed with carnivorous or poisonous plants. He often makes strange potions that sometimes harm himself.

This is proven because now one leg is paralyzed. However it was not a white flag, Lilieth was getting obsessed over her potion of 'successful'.

Almost similar to Lilieth, Levione likes small venomous animals.

He liked the sensation the most when the little animal began to channel it through his small mouth into his body. Not infrequently Hansen was screaming at midnight because the cute animals were sleeping with him. The little beast was indeed very obedient to its master.

And Ersen, you could say he likes dolls. Any kind of doll that he said could be a medium of communication with the dead.

A spirit-calling doll, you name it. Maybe this started since the mother who really wanted a daughter.

Well, Ersen was born and ruined his mother's dream. It's so sad that mom buys Ersen a doll every birthday.

Although the forms of dolls are somewhat different from dolls in general. Ersen was happy that the dolls were treating his loneliness as an only child.

Ersen had his beloved doll, it was the first doll to invite him to chat. It makes the other dolls jealous.

As for me, you could say quite normal compared to them. I like mystical things, things that belong to the dead or old things that have no owner. Maybe it started because my grandfather was collecting antiques.

I'm an orphan and my grandfather needs people to look after his things when he's dead.

Almost every day of his life he spent rubbing antiques in the back room, the widest room in the grandfather's house.

I really like the smell of the room, as typical as the owner. I love the atmosphere that gives me goosebumps when I set foot for the first time.

Especially on the red eyeballs in the jar which became the first sight when the door was open. Then the painting of a young woman dressed in red who kept glaring in any direction I stepped.

I always smiled at the woman, sometimes she replied.

We gather every Friday night in the woods. We built a tree house and made it a base. Not much is done, more like showing the results of each research.

That night was the last time we met. The most interesting result is Ersen's beloved doll.

Now he has grown and can protect Ersen. Evidently when Levione's hand slapped Ersen's head, a 20 cm long wound gaped and blood flowed quite profusely.

Quickly his cute animals came and sucked Levione's blood. Now I know why the growth of those little animals is so strange. The puppet smiled and looked at Ersen as if asking for a compliment. Ersen smiled and stroked his head.

"Good job, Franky." Her speech.

The look of the doll lives up to its name, Frankenstein. Because Levione's injuries weren't severe, we went back to discussing the development of the study.

Except for me, because I haven't been researching anything for a few weeks so I'm just giving advice.

I looked back, right there in the corner of the room. Ersen's beloved doll smiled at me. I ignored him, because the smile on the painting in my grandfather's house was sweeter than his smile.

Since it was almost morning we decided to end it, a very pleasant Friday night meeting.

I went down last because I helped Lilieth whose one leg was not working. We walked down the path in the forest. I fell because my leg stumbled on something.

"Ivan, are you okay?" Ask Lilieth. I saw all those who looked at me with worried looks.

"Yeah" I got up and picked up the rock that made me fall. When I looked carefully, it was not a stone but a worn-out camera.

"Hey, Ivan's." They came back to look at me. I shook my head and joined them in walking.

When I got home I put the camera on the table and went to clean myself. After getting dressed and having breakfast I decided to go to bed and just wake up when the sun starts to sink. I washed my face and picked up a can of beer and watched television.

I just remembered the camera I picked up in the woods. I picked it up and started to crunch atik. The shape of this camera is very unique when compared to the camera now. Because it also has an SD card similar to the one commonly used.

I was very curious about the contents, then I took my laptop and inserted the camera SD card. The SD card is full of files. I opened the first file and there was only a five-minute vidio.

This abstract vidio displays strange things, many apparitions of black hooded people and children who are forced to write something but their eyes are covered in a white cloth filled with patches of whatever. Vidio kept turning for five minutes.

I opened another folder and all the contents were the same.

Suddenly I felt dizzy, I went to the kitchen to drink a glass of water. My head hurt, I fell down and everything went dark. Before the darkness swallows, I could see a pair of shiny black shoes right in front of my face.

I don't know how long my body has been in pain. When I opened my eyes, everything looked as dark as when I fainted. I just realized that if I fell asleep on the damp ground, there was not the slightest light like in a cave.

I fell while trying to stand up, my legs were chained. I was trying to digest the situation, all I could assume was that I was kidnapped.

I wonder what the motive is, is there anything from me that can be taken away? I don't think so there's only one possibility. My body, will my organs be sold?

A few minutes later, the fire came from the east. Suddenly my gaze led there and it turned out that something surprised me.

All my friends fell asleep with their legs chained up just like me. Suddenly a tall, black-hooded person appeared out of nowhere. He walked towards me, I could not see his face covered in a hood.

"Tumbals are conscious." His words instantly made me crumble.

Hansen, Lilieth, Levione and Ersen were watered with hot water. I could see the smoke billowing and hear their loud screams.

"Steel.. Wait." Wait." My great-grandson, the hooded man turned his head. Then he took off the chain at my feet and told me to get up. He dragged me out, my guess was correct because this is indeed a cave.

It turned out that we were put quite deep, outside the cave there looked a lot of people with black hoods. They lit a huge fire in a different place.

H.. E.. L.. L..

I spelled it out slowly, it turned out that it was true that the writing was HELL.

Another hooded person came towards me, I could see a satisfied smile under his black hood.

Suddenly Hansen was thrust to the front of the fire that formed the letter H. Lilieth and Levione were also thrust into the front of the fire that formed the letter L. Ersen was also treated the same. As for me, just looking as they were thrown into the fire one by one.

The four of them shouted my name. I gasped and my head hurt again as if it wanted to explode.

"Iwane! Wake up bro!" I opened my eyes as a familiar voice called my name.

Now I'm inside the tree house, our base. They all looked at me curiously, Hansen, Ersen, Lilieth and Levione whose hands were still bleeding.

I took a deep breath, trying to digest what happened. I glanced to the side, at something that averted my eyes. There, Ersen's beloved doll looked at me innocently with a smile.

By: _Savanna

Syifa. A