PECAH

Hadi: Belum pagi

It's 2:47 a.m. 

I'm currently lying down on my bed, staring at the ceiling fan that's rotating non stop, keeping me cool.

Back in ABADI, when Nat and Tasnim were on their killing spree, I was too scared to sleep at night. I knew that they were always watching, waiting for a chance to end my life for some reason. They never did that, but the fear still kinda stayed with me for a while. It wasn't just Nat and Tasnim that I'm worried about, it's literally the idea of being watched by anyone keeping me awake. But now, the fear has pretty much left me. The idea of it is kinda concerning, but it isn't one of my biggest concerns anymore. 

I still remember a few random messages I get from this unknown number. I've asked a few people about it, they've also recieved texts from such numbers too, but a lot more frequently. This person that's texting me, he doesn't text THAT often, but it is kinda a nuisance.

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??????: hey hadi

??????: did you enjoy your little date with ferra

??????: im going on a date soon too

??????: wish me luck bro

HADI: Who the fuck even are you?

HADI: idk man.

HADI: Good luck I guess?

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That's usually how our texts go. It only happens around once a month, but it always happens on oddly specific times. I don't even know this dude and he already knows my whole schedule for these past months.

I have mixed feelings thinking about him, maybe I should think about something else.

Ferra. Ah yes, her! Ferra has always been nice to me ever since we met in ABADI. A few day ago, Nat told me that back in her universe, RUMAH, Ferra and I were married and adopted her when she was a baby. Honestly, I think these timelines are fucked up. 

We went on a date a few weeks before RUMAH, KEKAL and ABADI collapsed. We practically just ate and talked to each other. It's like I've known her for years, but for some reason, I couldn't fully bond with her. It's like I'm hiding something, but I don't even now what I'm hiding.

Maybe I should think about something else. The ceiling fan starts to look blurry, maybe this is a sign? 

Maybe, I should think about those manuscripts that Kamarul likes to read? As far as I've heard, Kamarul can read and understand any text in any language. I'm tempted to find and steal the Voynich manuscript and make him translate that shit, but everytime the sun rises into the sky, I forget every single thought.

It's not my fault that my brain functions more at night. It's also not my fault that I have such shitty memory.

Suri once found a set of manuscript in Chamic script I think? I'm not sure, but it was back in ABADI. According to Kamarul, it told a story of a universe filled with the most powerful but destructive people. Cruel rulers, horrible citizens and everything in between.

There were figures like The Gem of the Heart, The Wise Scholar of the Pages, The Onlooker of the Strait, The King of Impairodoxia and more. There were relics that were sought out for like the Crystal of Thoughts, the Crystal of Minds and more stuff. At the end, The Onlooker of the Strait crunched that universe into a simple dream.

The story reminds me a lot about Sun and Moon, the hosts of the competitions back in RUMAH, KEKAL and ABADI. I kinda miss them, they were nice people. 

My thoughts then faded away as I FINALLY DRIFT TO SLEEP OH GOD YES