I was in a dark, stuffy warehouse. I don't remember why I got here. The air in this room felt very cold and cold. I rubbed my arm trying to create warmth.
Suddenly the warehouse lights dimmed. As I ran to find the exit, I ran into her. The girl with the face that was shattered. Her hair was matted, sticky with dried blood. The girl laughed heartbreakingly.
She walked over to me, carrying a knife that was rubbed against the shelf made of iron. The knife made sounds that made my whole body ache. The closer she walked to me, the wider her smile became. Her teeth, which had partially fallen out, made her face look even more terrifying.
I walked backwards until I bumped into the pile of cardboard behind me. Because of the overwhelming fear I had, I tripped over my feet, sending me falling between the piles of boxes.
I wanted to scream but no sound came out of my mouth. The girl got closer to me. I looked down at her feet. Her right leg is only knee deep. As if cut carelessly.
The girl is already in front of me. I tried to fight it, but my body suddenly felt stiff. I still can't make a sound she raised the knife in her hand, and aimed it at my face. The knife scratched my face. Blood runs down my cheeks. It was so sick and sore, that it made me close my eyes. That's when I lost my consciousness.
When I opened my eyes, I was in my room. Thank goodness everything was just a dream. However, the pain in my cheek was still felt until I woke up. It feels so real. I touched my cheek and felt the wet in the palm of my hand. I see now that my palms are covered with blood.
I ran to the bathroom to see my face. I saw the flesh on my cheek was wide open. My hands are shaking. How could this be?
I immediately contacted my friend for help.
"Hello Anton, I really don't want to call. What's wrong?"
"Man, can you help me now?" I said while holding the pain in my cheek.
"Okay, I'll go to your house now" said Arman after hearing my brief explanation.
....
We went to the nearest hospital. My cheeks immediately received first aid. I never imagined that I would get stitches on my face.
"What are you doing, you got a wound on your cheek? Did you cut your face with a knife?" asked Arman after we returned from the hospital.
"Yes, no. You think I'm crazy!" avoid me.
"Then, how can you, in the morning your face has been cut off like that? Have you been neglected with a thief?"
"This may sound crazy and you won't believe it" I said, continuing with the story I had last night.
"You really are. I don't believe it. How can someone dream that his face was injured but, when he wakes up, the wound is real. Maybe someone walks into your apartment secretly and does this to you" said Arman confidently.
We then went to the security room and checked the cctv cameras around my apartment. However, nothing. Not a single person passed, not even just approaching my apartment.
****
I'm not working today. I asked permission because I was still thinking about what happened last night. Arman has been home since evening. He was between believing and not believing my story.
It's late at night, I decided to think about this again tomorrow.
....
Now I am standing at the crossroads. Traffic was normal as usual. The night looks darker than usual. A familiar car, going fast breaking a red light. Seen a girl not far from there about to cross the road. I ran, trying to stop him from crossing the street. However, I was late. The car went to the poor girl first. The girl was knocked out, opposite a bus going in another direction. As a result, the girl's entire body was crushed by a fast bus. The bus driver stops the bus and gets out.
Crowds of people filled the girl around. The car that hit the girl, hit a power pole not far from there. Looks like the driver passed out. Because there was no sign of him getting out of the car.
I jogged towards the crowd of poor girls earlier. However, suddenly the crowd around me froze. People no longer made a sound or move. Traffic stopped. Not a single vehicle passed.
Someone appeared from the direction of the crowd of girls who I thought were dead. She is a girl with a crushed face I met in my previous dream.
Am I this time, back to dreamland again? If so, I should wake up immediately, but the problem is, I don't know how to make me wake up from my sleep right now.
The girl with the crushed face walked closer to me. She smiled eerily with his teeth falling out. I walked back and ran. I tried to run as far as possible even though the direction I was headed was uncertain I can only run for now. The girl continued to approach me calmly.
My feet already feel numb. I tripped on the pavement and fell to my feet. The girl with the crushed face was standing in front of me. She grabbed my middle. I thought she would help me get up, I was wrong.
"Kraaakk .." He broke my hand. It really hurts so that it makes me wake up from my sleep.
....
I checked my arm to the hospital and did X-rays. I was right, my hand was broken. The doctor advised me to do surgery, but I refused. I don't want to be under anesthesia, which means I'm going to sleep. If I fall asleep, I will meet that terrible girl. I can't fall asleep!
When I got home I remembered the accident site in my dream. As I recalled, the location was exactly the location of the car accident I had a year ago. At that time I was drunk and I was able to escape the lawsuit because I have a quite influential family.
I open the internet on my home computer. Looking for news about my accident at that time.
It turned out that my guess was right. I was the driver who hit the girl in my dream. No wonder the car in my dream last night was familiar.
Her name is Menik. She was about to go home after tutoring, at that time. Unfortunately she was hit by a drunk driver who was not responsible and took her life.
Unfortunately the driver was me. Meaning, that girl is now trying to get revenge with me.
****
I haven't slept in four days because I don't want to dream. My head was already very dizzy and my eyes felt very heavy.
"You are crazy ton! No one who has died can take revenge!" Arman said. He is now in my apartment.
Arman also knows all my stories, although he is hesitant to believe them. Indeed, this story is a little crazy to believe.
"I'll go out first, find food for both of us" said Arman then went out leaving me alone.
Not long after arman left, my eyes could not stand to open anymore. I fell asleep.
....
I am now in a chair. Tied tightly so they can't move.
"Hello, you must have found out about me, after our last meeting," said Menik, smiling with her crushed teeth.
"I'm sorry, please" I said begging.
Menik laughed out loud as if I was telling the funniest joke on earth.
"If the word sorry can bring me back to life. I don't have to bother killing you," she said between laughter.
Menik took the knife behind her. She jabbed it into my stomach and rubbed it lightly. I did something other than scream out loud. Pouring all the puncture wounds repeatedly in my stomach. Menik rubbed against my stomach like a violin.
....
"Ton, wake up. What's wrong with you?"
I wake up on the floor. Arman knelt beside me. One hand is shaking my shoulder, and the other is holding the cellphone.
"Hello, please immediately to this address ....." Arman seemed to call an ambulance. After he saw my stomach now which was filled with blood.
My body is already limp, but I can't fall asleep. The ambulance came and took me to the hospital.
The doctor was about to sedate me and perform emergency surgery. However, I rebelled. I can't fall asleep. I don't want to meet with Menik. She will kill me in my sleep. I continued to struggle until it made the nurse hold me all over, and I could no longer move.
The doctor then injected an anesthetic into my body and I lost my consciousness again.
****
Now I am tied to the mattress. I saw that she was carrying a knife. The knife was exactly the same as the knife he used earlier to stab my stomach. I tried to escape, but in vain. Menik has opened my stomach wide. Remove the organs and cut them one by one using garden scissors.
My body feels numb. My consciousness slowly disappeared.
****
I stood in a room that felt very cold. In front of me was a hospital mattress with a patient whose body was completely covered with a white cloth.
There are doctors and also my family here. They cry.
"Why are they crying? I'm here in front of them!" I thought.
"... his organs have been destroyed and he can't be helped anymore ..." The doctor was explaining something to my family.
My mother who was crying immediately ran to the hospital bed in front of me. He uncovered the white cloth covering the person on the mattress.
I was very surprised by what I saw at this time. I saw my own pale face. My body lay stiff. My family embraced me crying.
Across the room, I saw Menik standing with a happy smile. She then disappeared.
-End-
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