Mystery Hallway Death

Mystery Hallway Death - The beauty and tranquility of Lake in the foothills of the south since some time lately beset by terrifying news. Because seven villagers around the valley is gripped by anxiety high.

In the evening, or during the day rarely dare to leave the house residents. In the morning they hurried to the fields or rice paddies, tending, feeding or bathing water buffalo then quickly back home.

Lock yourself in the house, adding a large wooden cross on the doors and windows. State of the market usually crowded was held only briefly and then quiet again. More residents were in their homes, gather with family to just in case.

Especially in homes where there is a woman who was pregnant seven months upwards. Evenings every village shrouded in silence. Residents drowning in fear. Nobody dared to leave the house. What tired happen? What are the causes to the population hit by the fear that the extreme high?

The events began about four years ago. Evenings it Abraruz Zahidin home village chief Bugisan seem crowded. They were preparing a celebration of salvation first seven months of pregnancy Zahrah which will be celebrated on a large scale next day.

Understandably Zahrah single daughter is the only one of Abraruz Zahidin, who has been married to Abqari Runako Arsenio. a businessman and a scribe carved came from Klungkung Bali. And today is the baby in the womb Zahrah, is the first grandchild Bugisan the village chief it.

Not surprisingly, the celebration was held seven months royally. Tomorrow night, after the ceremony in the afternoon, will be held all-night wayang performances. For that a big stage has been built in front of the village head's house.

The night was getting late today seem more cheerful atmosphere in the home Abraruz Zahidin. In the kitchen were cooking a variety of foods and pastries. In the living room of young mothers friend Zahrah, busy arranging a large table, decorate a variety of containers and fruits are placed in a large plate surrounding a giant tumpeng.

In-room half-reclining on the bed, Zahrah chatting with some girls. The girls that are friends, some of whom came from other villages. They speak a variety of things. Sometimes disturbing, Zahrah with funny stories but it mischievous, occasionally heard them laughing gleefully. In the front room, Abraruz Zahidin and  Abqari Runako Arsenio is husband Zahrah, accompanied by a few close relatives and neighbors, busy chatting..

Warm coffee served relentless. Various traditional snacks are served. Large box of cigars available from a foreign ship anchored on the north coast are increasing rampant mood of the conversation.

After midnight, the air was added the cold and some people began to return to his house, the people who were busy chatting in front of the house was startled by the sound of horses' hooves. A moment later a horseman quickly flashed on the home page. His face was not clear because the front yard is a bit dark and black horse was riding the fast track once. Who had seen the rider is wearing a white robe and white veil pocong shaped ghost. Strange!

"Who equestrian at night like this? Strangely dressed, slip away such as the devil ".

  Abqari Runako Arsenio said while standing on a chair, watching horsemen soon disappeared in the darkness. Shortly horsemen passed and gone, an object floating in the air past the front of the house, spraying viscous liquids.

These floating objects continue racing into the house. Some young mothers who were decorating fruits and juadah at a large table startled cry and stepped back with a pale face. Abraruz Zahidin the first one to jump out of the chair, ran into the house followed Abqari Runako Arsenio well as a few close family members and acquaintances.

"What happened ?!" asked the village chief Bugisan was staring at the woman docked clustered in one corner of the room, showing the face of fear. One of them with hand-shaking and pale face pointing towards a ride on a large table.

Right at the top of the tumpeng located on the table, stuck a small flag triangular. The flag is attached to a small piece of bamboo along the half-inch. Bamboo tip is stuck in the tumpeng.

[Note: Tumpeng is a cone-shaped rice dish like mountain with its side dishes (vegetables and meat). Traditionally featured in the slamatan ceremony, the cone shape of rice is made by using cone-shaped woven bamboo container. The rice itself could be plain steamed rice, uduk rice (cooked with coconut milk), or yellow rice (uduk rice colored with kunyit (turmeric).]

The red color of the flag is strange It turns viscous liquid which is still dripping from the room several girls ran out. Zahrah follow.

They heard a commotion outside, the sound of people screaming. They want to know what happened to the people who work in the kitchen, they come running to the middle room of the house.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Zahrah inquiry.

"No, nothing. You all went back into the room ... "said Abraruz Zahidin.

But Zahrah and her friends still upright at the front door of the room, a large table Abraruz Zahidin approach. His body was bent, brought to a tumpeng head, pay attention to the color flag red.

Slowly stretched out his right hand fingering triangular flag it. Feels viscous liquid stuck to the fingertips. Abraruz Zahidin pull his hand, watching the red liquid attached at the tip of the fingers of the hand while the fingers rubbed together.

Suddenly the village chief was suddenly cold.

"Blood .." Says Abraruz Zahidin trembling voice. The head of this village retreat two steps,

Abqari Runako Arsenio ventured forward toward the table. With the revocation of his left hand triangular flag stuck in the tumpeng. Wet red flag, note. His nose to smell fishy.

"Blood, blood indeed." Says' Abqari Runako Arsenio.

such as father-in-law, the voice of the son-in-law also vibrate

"What does this mean? Who threw this blood flag ?!"

"Definitely the white-robed horsemen earlier." Said Abraruz Zahidin.

"Why did he do this? Throw a triangular flag drenched in blood.

What does that mean? " Abqari Runako Arsenio Asked  and gazing at his father-in-law later the people around him.

Nobody answered because they do not know what all this means. However Abraruz Zahidin as parents who have experienced and become the village chief Bugisan more than twenty years of secretly felt something strange behind what just happened.

And in behind this oddity, he smells something dangerous. Abraruz Zahidin back told her daughter and all the girls came into the room. Kitchen people asked to return to work in the kitchen. Young mothers who had been busy decorating large platters contain a variety of dishes, food and fruit were ordered to continue the work.

The village head then invite all men back to back home. "Someone threw a flag of blood into the house, is difficult I guess what he means," Said Abraruz Zahidin

"In youth, I had a lot to eradicate the bad guys around the foot of Mount Gede. Perhaps one of their friends or their derivatives vindictive, deliberately seeking a chance at salvation we have a party of seven months of my daughter.

We need to be vigilant. I will arrange the soldiers to secure the village until the morning. Custody should be continued tomorrow afternoon. People who have evil intentions would definitely look for our inattention.

I do not want my daughter seven months of uninterrupted celebration. "

"Abraruz Zahidin"

an old man sixty years is a neighbor and friend of the Village Head since many years, named Carelbrogan said,

"Tonight  to maintain the security handed to me. I will organize children. Abraruz Zahidin and others remain here. Please Rest and sleep "

Village Head Bugisan paused, finally nodding. Who is not familiar with Carelbrogan, former Chairman of the College of COMFORT-Ebba-GAYLORD. are coveted around the border of Central Java - East Java from Sragen in the north to Ponorogo in the southern region, ranging from Surokerto in Madiun in the west end to the east.

For many years he was feared by the criminals. Since four years ago after his wife died, the grief is very deep. Carelbrogan resigned from the martial world.

And now served as Chief Education COMFORT-EBBA-GAYLORD, handed to his most clever and most trusted, named Aaron Blenda.

Carelbrogan handle brisket his best friend who is three years younger Abraruz Zahidin invite Carelbrogan stepped into the gate.

"Carelbrogan, I accidentally brought you here so that others do not hear what I'm saying," said Abraruz Zahidin softly.

"I've felt that Abraruz Zahidin want to say something. But I do not know what to say."

"I have a bad feeling ..."
"Do not say that Abraruz Zahidin." Cut Carelbrogan.

"To you I never pretend. We both watched what happened tonight, Beginning with the rise of the black horse. White robe wearing a head covering such as pocong. Then the triangular flag soaked in blood. Accidentally thrown into the house lodged in a large Tumpeng. All of that to me is a sign there will be a catastrophe ... "

"Abraruz Zahidin. who would dare to do anything against you and your family. Do not Worry, I'm here. I spoke not a snob, I'll break her neck of those who dare screw up ".

"The disorder has occurred just now. And we did not have time to do anything. People could throw the blood flag. Then run away ... "Quietly Carelbrogan felt embarrassed to hear words of his friend.

"Abraruz Zahidin, never mind. Do not think about what had happened. Come on, you need to rest and sleep. About the safety of your house and your family become my responsibility. I will organize children to guard. "

"Thanks Corel Brogan. I'll go in. But I will not sleep. Abraruz Zahidin said, patting his friend's shoulder and turned away.

"Indeed,  in dismay that hit such as that, whom that could fall asleep,"

Just one step, the village chief was turned toward the house, suddenly there hoofbeats of the end of the right-hand page. Abraruz Zahidin quickly turn his back. Abqari Runako Arsenio and some of the men in the big house burst ledge ran into the yard. When it Carelbrogan have to jump the fence kept bolted onto the big stage.

From the darkness in front of the stage there was a black horse scurry. Carelbrogan ready to hit anyone who so black horse rider it. But this old rooster so surprised when he saw the black horse raced riderless at all!

When it Abraruz Zahidin, Abqari Runako Arsenio and others have also jumped onto the stage. Such as Carelbrogan, they are ready to confront and attack the horsemen.. But all of them were gasped at the moment seeing the horse not riderless.

Taste gasp overshadowed a strange fear. While everyone was amazed so much sour mix, burst through the dark horse in front of the stage. And then also in the house suddenly heard screams incessantly. Abqari Runako Arsenio startled.

One is the familiar screams were screams of his wife. son-in-law village chief Bugisan, lightning-quick jump down from the stage, continues to into the house.

Abraruz Zahidin just looked confused before following the son-in-law. The others come running into the house. Only Carelbrogan who ran in the other direction which is to a large backyard, toward the horse stables.

Inside the home screaming yell those women harder. When the daughter and her husband came running up shouting village chief's wife,

"Sir, Zahrah was kidnapped! our children kidnapped pocong devil! "

In the dark under the black shadow of a big tree Carelbrogan languishing on horseback. Dipentang her eyes wide, ears mounted sharply. Inside the house, he heard screaming-cried endlessly.
And now the voice of wailing. Carelbrogan know there is one major cases have occurred in the village head's house of his friend. He could not guess what. He can not divide attention. Then he heard the voice. Sound awaited. sound legs of the horses.

One is the familiar screams were screams of his wife. son-in-law village chief Bugisan, lightning-quick jump down from the stage, continues to into the house.

Abraruz Zahidin just looked confused before following the son-in-law. The others come running into the house. Only Carelbrogan who ran in the other direction which is to a large backyard, toward the horse stables.

Inside the home screaming yell those women harder. When the daughter and her husband came running up shouting village chief's wife,

"Sir, Zahrah was kidnapped! our children kidnapped pocong devil! "

In the dark under the black shadow of a big tree Carelbrogan languishing on horseback. Dipentang her eyes wide, ears mounted sharply. Inside the house, he heard screaming-cried endlessly. And now the voice of wailing. Carelbrogan know there is one major cases have occurred in the village head's house of his friend. He could not guess what. He can not divide attention. Then he heard the voice. Sound awaited. sound legs of the horses.

At the end of the large eastern courtyard home village chief, a horseman dressed in white robes and headgear resembling pocong emerged from the darkness.

Riding turned toward the front of the building stage, which means it will pass through a large tree behind where Carelbrogan wait about five pike from horse and rider from large trees, for the first time Carelbrogan see that in front of the rider, on his lap, lying crosswise figure a woman. Carelbrogan can not guess who the woman was.

"Hell, kidnapper! Man or devil though you, I'll break your head!" Carelbrogan grinding. With agile movements sixty year old man made a light movement and quickly soared to the top.

Two hands hanging on a tree branch at the bottom. When robed horseman and a closed head through the white cloth.

Carelbrogan fly. At that moment, Carelbrogan bolted down. The right hand tried to hit towards the head horseman covered with a white cloth as pocong.

"Praakk!"

Carelbrogan feel confident thumper arm containing the power or strength lacing equal weights of stone weighing 100 times will destroy people's heads.

In fact, he seemed to hear the sound of the outbreak of the head kidnapper. But the old warrior who in his youth was well known for highly knowledgeable shocked. Not the head of the person who cracked, on the contrary he who touches woe!