The Devil's Circle of Deception
the real devil is Transso

The night had changed, the sound of birds chirping and the crackling of morning dew began the day in the stealth village famous for its mystique.

Kringg. (Call ringing sound).

“Halo doc, we from the hospital reported that Sister Erika had an accident. His body will be evacuated soon considering the car he drove into the ravine.”

“Thank you , I will be there soon” replied Wijaya hang up the phone.

When he was about to drive forward, Lisa's door was wide open. There was a sighting of a nun in brownish white clothes staring at her. Wijaya got down from the car and observed, the figure of the nurse approached Lisa while rubbing her stomach.

“Lisa! Lisa!” shouted Wijaya.

Strange things happened while he was standing in front of the house. Lisa's door was still tightly shut. Transo opened the glaring door preparing a fist in hand.

“Hei! Do you want me to hit again?”

“Enough. I'll report you to the police with all the evidence and make sure you don't get out of there” Wijaya said.

“Hahahah, so you've dared to challenge me?” Transo puffed up his arrogant-style chest looking at the hand.

“Already, I want to ask if there is anyone else in this house?”

“Yes, sister Sarah is taking care of Lisa in the room.”

Wijaya and Transo ran into the house, in every corner of the room. Not found Lisa anywhere, they both are very frantic looking around. Transo entered into his secret room, a black painted door in it there are black curtains dimly lit atmosphere only there is a large candle. Plates of incense, incense, colorful flowers and black cloth stretched out at every corner. Transo sat at the ritual table chanting a mantra.

Meanwhile Wijaya exited the house towards the front of the ravine. Giant trees waving leaves and flying broken branches, Vijaya slowly entered the ravine, hands holding on to the roots. His slippery shoes almost made him slip. He held on firmly by accident grabbing the root beside which was a thorny grass. With a bloodstained hand, Vijaya reached the bottom of the ravine. He walked towards the tree. Between the crevices of the giant, curved roots, there was a crying Lisa sitting hugging a large tree trunk.

“Lisa, are you okay? Come get my hand, Wijaya reached out.

Roots, mosses, rocks block their distance. Trouble pulling Wijaya, Lisa notices a wound on the hand of a man who never forgets her. The whiskers of snakes sounded flat approaching, Wijaya held Lisa and then ran to find a way out. He passed through the southeast side walking uphill until behind the residents' house near the giant tree was located.

“Argghh...” screams Lisa saw gendoruwo standing behind Wijaya who was lowering it.

“Lisa fast run!” Wijaya pushed and then he turned around to face the ferocious creature.

Trouble running with a big belly, Lisa cries for a way home. The sky turned dark, the sound of an owl sounding powerful in the air.

“Why did the sky change?” mumbling Lisa.

The village of jin reported the crowds of activities of astral beings. On the left side Lisa saw a crowd of pale-faced people dressed in shabbily clustered. Lisa approached to see the sellers displaying merchandise smelling rancid and full of drops of blood in black. The carcass, the head of the hanging animal and the long worms are wrapped in banana leaves.

One of them knew Lisa's presence, he grinned waving his hand and then went back to eating a pile of worms in his hand that were still writhing.

“Arghh..”.