(Jane's PoV)
People said to be careful with what we were hoping for, for whatever it was, it could turn into reality.
Two seconds had not passed since I wished that I could see a red Kuntilanak. I would never thought that I would really see one.
Across the river, a Kuntilanak in red was flying slowly and stopping on top of a big stone. Since it was pretty dark and only the light from the moon was illuminating the river, the red color of her outfits felt extremely out of place and stood out in the darkness.
I guessed the perimeter Tom talked about didn't include the other side of the river.
Just like the other Kuntilanak, this one was also ugly with messy hair. Instead of white clothes, this one was wearing red dress. When the wind blew, a slight trace of blood invaded my nose which answered another of my question.
Why was it red?
