Being here as a new lass is not
something new, actually not only being here but being "everywhere" is
the exact word because I didn't even get to recognize my own home once. I was
born in Rufflo town and then I moved to Garmed City when I was 7, then moved
again to A B C and D towns almost every two years. This time my Torullo said is
the time I'll be seeing new people (again) but being with those new people for
a longer amount of time than before, he said maybe even until I get married.
Torullo is my oldest uncle, I
dont have parents because apparently I was adopted by Torullo and Torullo
himself doesn't want to be called as a dad, he has no biological child though.
Anyway, this town that I'm going to live in is somewhere around wet fields
which I don't know exactly what kind of field is that, it looks pretty abstract
since there were some storms that bashed the whole fields in one week, but the
town has a nice air and thick fog which is pretty creepy.
I am being homeschooled so I
tend to spend my time in libraries, this town only has one library and nobody
visits it unless the librarian itself, it's been two weeks since I spent my
whole time here and I get bored for some times.
Just this morning, the
librarian whose name is Kepplehok just suggested to me about a collection of
old books behind the back door of this library, the books are being kept well
on every bookcases but they smell ugly, old books usually smell really good but
these books are different, I can't describe but I can't handle the smell that I
eventually had nightmare, in my nightmare I have a lady trying to rip my
clothes off and when I saw my full body I saw a ripping flesh which is
terrifying, I told Torullo about it and he forbids me to ever go to the back
library again.
I'm not stopping myself, I
asked Kepplehok about the smell in the back library and he told me about a
missing book in there, the missing book was made from flesh, not only skin but
literal flesh, he said he has been trying to find the book for over 30 years,
he was only about 13 years old when he helped his mother to find the missing
book, his mother was the librarian before him and she died just few months ago.
Now the question is, if the book is literally missing, how come the smell still
exists? well Kepplehok only smell it everytime there's a visitor and I'm the
only visitor in the library since 6 years ago.
he tried to get people to fix
the back library just to find that missing book but none of those people ever
come back to that library again, he asked one of them who is also his childhood
friend and he said his friend had nightmare exactly like mine.
I'm not the kind of person who
likes to walk away when I see some problems, so I try to help Kepplehok to find
that book.
First day I find a quick clue
about the book, through another nightmare, the lady who previously had ripped
my clothes and also my flesh apparently have asked me to find her finger bone,
I have a conclusion maybe one of the parts of the missing book is a finger bone
of that angry lady.
Third day I finally find
another clue from a trashed document belonged to the town council many hundreds
of years ago, inside of it is a list of people whose bodies had
"participated" to be in the making of that missing book, there are
only 2 people, one of them is a women whose name is Vivian Ranthom, a women
prisoner apparently who killed her master's baby and eating it alive, the
description of her crime was truly gruesome so I jumped to the next description
about her "participated" bones, she was hung and they (the authority)
took her finger bones as the hard cover of the book, now how the hell am I
going to find her finger bone if all of them are being used as the hard cover
of the book. I continuously have nightmares about the same lady and everytime I
wake up, I can feel my finger bones are cracking and it was so painful for a
few minutes but then the pain goes away like it was a dream that came to life,
hellish experience.
Kepplehok has an idea that
maybe what the lady meant in my dream was the rest of her finger bones! so we
dug up her grave and we found her finger bone, only one left and it's cracky as
hell so we need to get it carefully, I don't know what to do so I put it on my
desk beside my bed when I slept, now I have no nightmare at all which is great!
but the bad news is that the lady's finger bone is completely destroyed, don't
know who and why.
Kepplehok visits me in the
morning and thankfully Torullo is still asleep, Kepplehok told me about his
nightmare, he wouldn't tell me what the nightmare was like but he told me a
clue, it is a guy who asked for his skin, must be one of those three prisoners
whose parts of body was made for the making of the missing book! when we looked
at the document again, we see that his name is Mortlo Bowen, his crime was
burning a field of his fellow old friend who was also a butcher, his fellow old
friend was the one who suggested the authority to took Mortlo's skin for the
making of the book, but that's not the worst part, Mortlo also burned a barn
belonged to his fellow old friend too with 5 servants sleeping in it, it all
caused by a jealousy from the source that I read.
Bone still makes sense a little
but skin? they might not use the whole skin but who the hell kept the rest of
the skin?, so.. we tried to dug up his grave and nothing, just a dirty and
cracky bones, we don't know what to do and Kepplehok keeps feeling the pain
around his skin like they're being peeled off but then it disappears same as
the cracking bones that I had experienced before.
We have a feeling that the
family of Mortlo might still kept his skin which is weird, but what's creepy is
that there is no more generation of Bowen is still alive but their house still
does alive, only ruined and completely abandoned, in order to reach that house
we have to get through the abstract fields which felt like there were storms
around it even though when we manage to get through it there wasn't any storm
at all!
the house is big and we search
every room for a weird box or something that contained a skin, it was still at
day so we weren't really scared but then we still couldn't find it even until
at night. Torullo keeps calling me but I rejected, but miracle happens
eventually when Kepplehok was about to pee at the back of the house and he peed
on a bushes that covers a wooden door which is also a creepy part where we have
to crawl in it, but it's a small storage room apparently and there's this book
that keep shaking, we were so settle to run for our life but something like a
chain pulled that book and smashed it onto my frigging face, I can feel my nose
broken but not really broken because it felt okay through my finger but I can
feel a massive pain on it, Kepplehok literally was going to run for his own
life but then he came back just to peep through the wooden door if I was still
alive, and yeah I was still alive and I gathered my whole courage to open that
book, but apparently it's not a book, it's a box manipulating itself as a book,
inside of it is like a pale sheet, we have our treasure already!.
Kepplehok put the dried skin
beside his bed at night and his pain every night is finally over.
The smell at the back library
is gone and we manage to proof to people around that the odd smell is finally
disappears so people can visit the library at anytime, it is a delightful news
for the authority and now more people are willing to help to find the missing
book.
few months later when Torullo
has decided to get us moved away from the town again since he thinks the town
is a bit too creepy, the authority finally found the missing book, apparently
inside of it is something really important but not interesting, it's about some
passwords for some steel boxes beneath the town bank and the town council, and
why do the authority once need to use the two prisoners's parts of body as the
material of the missing book? the authority once believed that the future
government would be highly greedy when it comes to money so they purposely
curse the book and the prisoners' souls for hundred of years, the results are
nightmares and tortures for people who smell it unless they left the missing
book alone.
Photo Credit : Second-hand
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