Pocong In Smartphone
4-1. One Day on Saturday Night

(Lisa POV)

"Lisa, don't be afraid, we have a higher position than them. Stand up, get up and lift your head. Are you afraid of losing your friends again? Take your cell phone, I'll give you a little of my potential to protect what's important to you." Suddenly Mother's faint voice sounded in my mind. I remember his voice.

"Mother! Where is mom? I miss, I lost all my friends, I need to be guided," I called, but there was no answer from him. "Mom, they hurt me and my friends, I hope Dad and Mom are here to help me."

Mom, we haven't seen each other in years since the incident that hit my village. Mom and Dad are gone. And I just lost my friends a few months ago.

Life is really sad.

I sat down while hugging my hanky in the corner of the room, looking down in fear.

I hope that the one who spoke was not a subtle evil being from another world, just my bad thoughts, even though I knew that voice came from my good subconscious. It's been a long time since that incident, after all these years, that Mom suddenly spoke to me through the inner to the inner when I was falling like this. L'm...

I have to be strong.

Trying to toughen up, I have to rise from my current slump.

I started to stand up, walking forward while being wary of the circumstances that occurred.

Right now I was in my classroom, intent on hiding from the ghosts and demons that were bothering me and my upperclassmen. But this time, I will dare to fight them.

Mother has also said, if there will be something that seems to appear on my mobile phone, but now... somehow my phone and my bag went missing on my trip just now when I wanted to hide. Probably fell on the road.

The short story today is...

Today was Saturday, the break bell rang during the day and I rushed home. But, some older brothers and sisters suddenly came to see me, she said there was something they wanted to do tonight at school, and they invited me. In short, I had to go along, even though I knew they were ignorant and wanted to prank me because I was a new student at school.

There were 6 people coming. Besides me, everyone is a big brother. There were 3 women including me, and 3 men.

Initially, in school walking is quite normal until the evening. When the right time pointed at 8 pm, we who were walking in the hallways of the school, suddenly attacked by a ghost. There were 1 man and 1 woman who were suddenly possessed, but no one could resuscitate them, including me. Until finally we ran away, split up and hide out of fear. And I lost my bag and my cell phone and hid in my own class on the 2nd floor.

Get out of the story, then get back to reality again.

It's late at night, on the other hand I don't know which of my remaining class siblings are hiding where.

But right now I'm in my own class. I walked from the back end of the class, towards the front of the blackboard. The graffiti Firza made this afternoon on the board read, "Samet sir loves this class of students, wkwkwk".

"Haha... Firza, you remind me of Rere, my old best friend." I muttered to myself in front of Firza's doodles on the board.

I smiled a little for a moment.

Nah! This is not the time to expect to smile like you used to. Right now I have to get out of school, no matter what, because I don't want to stay here.

But first, I have to find my bag and cell phone first.

I walked out of my safe classroom, then stood observing the lower area from the 2nd floor of my classroom.

The ceremonial field looked dark with a dim light. There's nothing there. I decided to look for my bag in the hallway on the 1st floor. Although my hunch says that there is full of evil, but I will vent to what Mother told me, and of course also to go home with a bag.

"LIISAAAA, NEW STUDENT, I DON'T LIKE YOU!!" Shouted one of the possessed female class brothers earlier.

I don't know where he is, I don't know, but my goal is still to find my bag right now. Although the screams just scared me, but I have to be strong at all costs, whether it be until my legs tremble, I will still be strong.

Walk out of my classroom, then walk down the stairs. I looked around the school grounds, but there was nothing I could find. This time I'm going to walk down the hallway. I have been a student in this school for a week, I must have been quite sorry for this place, and know the way to the hallway.

"Meow!" Suddenly the sound of the cat called me.

My footsteps wanted to leave the courtyard of the field, suddenly having to stop, as if a cat wanted something on me. As I turned in all directions to find out where the cat was now, my legs were suddenly attacked by fine fur.

Oh, it's the cat. The cute white cat with his blue eyes, he looked well groomed because he looked quite fat.

"Pus, what are you doing here? You-" I said as I squatted down to play with the cat, but he suddenly went into the hallway and left me.

"Meow!" The cat meowed again while walking towards the passageway.

Does he mean to want me to follow him?

"Pus, are you a human drip?" I asked the cat, of course he did not answer.

There was no evil that I felt from the cat, instead, a positive air that appeared on him. I don't know why that air could exist. Does that cat belong to a shaman? I guess if it belonged to a shaman, the aura would have been negative. This cat also cannot be my imagination alone, or a cat that can only be seen with the inner eye.

"Meow!" The cat exclaimed after it stopped walking, only to meow while looking at me, like it was actually calling me.

Does he want to show me anything?

"OK-okay, I'll be there!" My answer is that even though the cat may not know what I'm saying, maybe he just needs my answer, no matter what the answer.

Taking a deep breath, I started to stand up, then walked closer to the cat. As if just making sure I followed him, I don't know why the cat ran and made me have to run along to follow him. Even when walking, you can too.

Come to think of it.. What does the cat want to show until he is in a hurry?

It turned out that he continued to run until he headed to one of the hallways near the canteen.

When we entered the cafeteria, I immediately saw my bag lying on the floor, along with my phone next to it.

"Why are my bags and cell phones here? I guess I didn't go through here" I said approaching my two things, then spoke to myself in confusion.