Jihan was standing there, holding his arm tightly.
The strange symbol on his arm was glowing with a red light.
"Ahh…!"
Jihan bent down slightly in pain.
Imama quickly rushed to him.
"Jihan! What's happening to you?!"
Jihan gritted his teeth.
"I… I don't know…"
Suddenly, that creepy whisper echoed again inside his mind.
"Come back… to the basement…"
Jihan's expression suddenly turned serious.
It felt as if something was controlling him.
Imama grabbed his arm.
"Jihan listen to me… you are not going to the basement."
But Jihan's eyes suddenly looked darker and distant.
"Imama…"
His voice sounded deeper.
"I have to go there."
Imama got scared.
"No!"
Ahmad was also shocked.
"Bro… this is not normal."
At that moment, the symbol on Jihan's arm started glowing even brighter.
And suddenly—
A flash appeared in Jihan's mind.
A dark basement.
Old symbols carved into the walls.
And in the center of the basement, a girl was standing.
Her face was hidden in the shadows.
But slowly she turned toward Jihan.
And whispered—
"You came back…"
The flash suddenly ended.
Jihan gasped for air.
Imama held his shoulders.
"Jihan! What did you see?!"
Jihan said slowly,
"I saw… someone in the basement."
Ahmad asked,
"Who?"
Jihan's answer made the atmosphere in the room feel frozen.
"A girl."
Imama's heart skipped a beat.
"A girl…?"
Jihan nodded slowly.
"She said… 'you came back.'"
Ahmad's face turned serious.
"Bro… this is getting really creepy."
Suddenly—
Knock… Knock…
All three of them went silent.
The knocking came again.
Knock… Knock… Knock…
Imama whispered nervously,
"Who could be at the door at this time?"
Jihan slowly walked toward the door.
His heart was beating fast.
He opened it.
The hallway outside was completely empty.
No one was there.
Ahmad asked from behind,
"Who is it?"
Jihan replied slowly,
"No one…"
But as he was about to close the door—
His eyes fell on the floor.
There was a wet footprint there.
As if someone had been standing there with wet feet.
Imama saw it too.
"W-what is that?"
The footprint slowly continued inside the room.
Step by step.
And then—
Suddenly it disappeared.
Ahmad's face turned pale.
"Bro… I think we are not alone here."
At that moment, the lights in the room began to flicker.
Flick… Flick…
And for a moment the room went completely dark.
In the darkness, a female laugh echoed.
"Hehehe…"
Imama immediately moved closer to Jihan.
"Jihan… please take me away from here…"
But when the lights turned on again—
Jihan's face suddenly froze.
His eyes widened in shock.
Imama asked nervously,
"Jihan… what happened?"
Jihan slowly pointed toward the wall.
There was now a sentence written in blood.
And it looked fresh.
As if someone had written it just a moment ago.
The sentence said—
"The basement is waiting for you."