[Short Story] Hunger (a.k.a Pendapat Malam)

 --24th of June

Friday in the morning. People had been stone. Couldn’t make their eyes to go away from the weekly ‘show’. Red. Spread. Blood in the street. Whispering about screaming of part body  that fallen from human being started. The another victim.

They knew about it. About someone that be pursued by ‘them’ when the sun slept in the midnight every Thursday. But, what could they do? They could just afraid by themself. Trying for finding a good place to hide. Didn’t want ‘them’ to take theirs.

The villagers believed it’s about ... the hungry ghost.

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