Story of Mystery 2
The Skull Forest

The tall man walked slowly into a room, his right hand carrying a blood-soaked machete, his left hand dragging something. Body figure. The lifeless body of a human.

The room was damp, with walls filled with green moss, a long table made of stone was in the middle of the room.

A horrible sight was on the left. Iron hooks. The bodies of humans with full body shape wounds that do not want to hang there. A fishy and foul smell filled all the space.

Bruk!

The man loudly threw the figure of a human corpse that he dragged onto the stone table. A strange smile decorated his scarred face. His right hand that held the cleaver was raised high. Crakk!

***

Under the slope of a cliff, two men were walking down the path. One was wearing an ash-coloured shirt, while his friend was wearing an all-blue outfit. Two of them had a sword at their waist. Judging from the clothes they wear, predictably they are not random people, at least have silat intelligence.

"Rear sure it'll pass through the Skull Forest?" Ask the blue shirt while still swinging a step.

"Why Sura? You seem to hesitate?" Behind asked the man in thick grey mustachioed clothes.

Sura looked like she was contemplating. "You're influenced by the stories of the people in the village we just passed? And now you're scared?" Cecar the ash suit.

"Not that I'm afraid of Praba's leg, but it's not better to avoid danger if you know the possibility of threats facing."

The gray shirt called Praba laughed at Sura's reasoning. "Have Sura, don't worry too much about something uncertain, you know, the forest before us is the fastest way to the Duchy."

The two young men who were traveling were brothers. Their purpose to the city of the duchy was to pit their fate to work as part of the duchy. Armed with the intelligence that they can learn for several years, their confidence to be accepted.

Through midday, their footsteps began to enter the area on the right to towering trees.

"It's good we take a break for a moment Kakang, my stomach has started rumbling to ask in the contents." Sura.

Praba nodded, their journey was still far, even though they ran, not then they would reach the destination. Approximate Praba, about two days later they arrived in the city of the duchy.

While eating the food they bought in the village of Tunggul Waru this morning, Sura's eyes unceasingly looked at the trees that grew densely around them. Deserve residents are reluctant to cross this forest, in addition to the atmosphere that seems scary, the road that is passed increasingly smaller and smaller inward.

Some time later they returned and continued their steps through the forest, only occasionally they spoke, as if the two were dissolving with their own thoughts, and were wary of all the possibilities they might face.

This morning, when stopping at a food stall in the village of Tunggul Waru, the old man who owned the stall actually forbade the two of them to take the road through the forest, although it is recognized that the distance traveled closer when heading to the duchy, but the forest is notoriously dangerous. "Danger ngger, the forest is notoriously haunted, every time someone enters the forest, must have never heard from the news again, maybe that's why it was named the Forest Skull," said the owner of the shop at that time.

Not feeling the day before afternoon, the sun will soon sink in the western horizon. The atmosphere around them filled with trees darkened.

Sura turned towards her older brother-in-law as if a sign asking for consideration.

Praba understood with Sura's view. "Well, we're resting here tonight." Praba's footsteps approached a large banyan tree on the side of the road, resting his butt on a tree root that poked above the ground.

The young man in blue clothes followed his brother's steps, he put the bundle that he had brought, then deftly he searched for sticks and twigs of wood around them, will the bonfire later tonight.

***

The round moon was visible that night, its silvery light breaking through with great difficulty among the lush foliage of the forest.

Not far from where Praba and Sura spend the night. Covering behind the trees. Standing sculpted one large tall body figure. His snort of breath hunted, as if smelling a familiar smell. Human smell. Slowly his body moved. Even without the help of lighting, not a single step hit the roots of the trees.

After making a campfire, Sura and Praba heated up meat jerky for dinner. The journey they took all day made Praba unable to open his eyes lingering, after talking as necessary, then he broke his body, and shortly afterwards heard the sound of his snoring.

Indeed Sura was also very sleepy, but considering the possibility of danger, he decided to climb a tree near them overnight, choosing a rather wide trunk, the sarong fabric is wrapped around it to keep in case it shifts from its place in bed.

From above he could see the flames of the campfire and his brother-in-law who was snoring. Sura's eyes closed, thinking a few hours was enough to sleep to add wood to the campfire.

***

No matter how long he slept, Sura was awake while in sleep hearing a slow complaint. In my eyes for a moment. Then he looked down, the bonfire was still burning even though the fire was getting smaller. Eh? Where's Brother Praba? He did not see his brother in his original place. An uneasy feeling appeared in Sura's heart. Rushing he untied the sheath and jumped down from the top of the tree.

Surprised when he did not meet Praba at his place. Rushing he checked, so clearly his eyes looked, only Sura realized there was some sort of fluid curdling around where Praba had originally slept. At the touch of the liquid with the fingertips and seen it attached. The blood! The beating heart of Sura. What happened to Kakang Praba? Something bad?

It is still a mystery what happened to her brother, but clearly prejudice plagued Sura. Something clearly attacked Kak Praba while sleeping earlier, either a wild animal or an evil human.

The log lit up in addition to his good eyesight, leading Sura in the direction where the blood patches were moving away. Sura's footsteps accelerated, hoping he could still save his college legs.

Now that Sura's steps arrived at the open area of a valley, the grass stretched out before him, the illuminating moonlight directed Sura's gaze at a large building in the middle of the valley.

He threw the wooden butts that were almost extinguished, then he leaned his body towards the building.

Before long, he arrived at the edge of a large building. The building in front of him was made of stone and looked quite old. Dark atmosphere in it. With Sura slowly closing in, the front door did not close. The young man stepped on guard. Luckily the moonlight entered through the window blemishes. He continued to move towards the middle room. Some rooms he found. Should he check one by one. While hesitating, Sura's sharp ears heard a crashing sound in the back. So it was decided to continue the steps. His hand passed the sword at the waist. With a weapon in hand, the courage of the young man was dropped manifold.

The back room looked just as gloomy as the other spaces. It was really surprising that, judging from this kind of large building, it should be the owner of the wealthy nobility, but why was the atmosphere so unkempt? Is there a human here? Perhaps what he will meet is... Spontaneous bristling Sura's nape, he quickly enlivened his sinister thoughts, and re-examined the room around him.

He heard a sound like a blow or a blow. With tiptoed steps he headed for one more open door in front of him, seeing a faint beam from within. Up at the door of his eyes saw a large tall figure behind him, facing a long table. The figure looked busy swinging his hand which was holding a huge black machete.

Tracks!

Damnit damnit! Sura's feet stepped on a twig in front of the door. The big tall man who is inside reverses the body. The young man in his panic did not have time to step down. One violent face full of wounds was now glaring at him sharply.

Harr's!

A roar-like voice came out from the sinister-faced man, his hand holding the machete raised, with a wild snort he charged towards the young man.

Sura jumped backwards, her hand tightly grasping her sword.

Trang!

Hard clashes occurred, not playing the opponent's energy, even though it had been deflected with two hands, not blurting Sura's body slammed against the wall.

The young man's head felt dizzy, but he had not yet had time to catch his breath, his enemy had already charged out with a wild streak.

Harrr!

Many times Sura rolled dodging the attacks. According to his thought he wanted to throw a punch containing deep energy, but astonished a thousand wonder, facing this monster man the chakra energy he had was incompetent. What knowledge does the enemy have?

After a long time struggling with death, Sura finally saw an opportunity to attack. As soon as the opponent hit, he quickly slid past the two open legs, then his feet tracked the wall and did a stab as hard as he could.

Crapp! Huarr!

His mat was right stabbing the opponent's back. Screams filled the building. Sura thought that the enemy was finished, but who would have guessed, the demon man in front of him seemed to endure the pain, with a stagger he turned around, his eyes bulging with lips grinning savagely, his two hands holding a fierce swinging machete.

Die me! Sura screams in his heart, he just resignedly sitting limp in the corner of space.

The branch!! Bruk!

Apparently death first reached his enemy, the blade that had swung just hit the wall, and the huge tall body fell to the floor right in front of Sura.

Silent mood.

The young man looked closely at the skull forest dweller. Die. He really died. After believing that his enemy would not move again, Sura stood up, taking his sword that pierced the opponent's back.

Then he turned his head towards the space that was previously inhabited by the demon man. His steps slowly entered the room.

Ukhh. nausea clumps in his stomach so smell the fishy and rotten smell that is santar. Soon he picked up a sheath cloth tied around his waist to cover his nose.

Once inside the space, horror mixed with the smell he felt. How not, the view is so terrible, dozens of bodies and related human skeletons walled, with the condition of the body is not intact anymore. Dozens of human skulls he saw stacked in one corner.

What makes him smell, when he met the corpse of Kang Praba, his body covered in blood and his head was almost severed. Ohh Kakang Praba.

One thing that made Sura shudder and wonder was, an old chair where the complete human skeleton was found, sitting in such a way, with long white hair unraveled. In some parts of the skeleton wrapped with human skin dried. I don't know whose body it is, maybe someone special to the skull-forest butcher.

So-called.