By now, Nina no longer has self-control. Her finger was just an inch away from the bone, and she felt a goosebump whenever someone moved in the room that fell on her sight—instinct went haywire over the thought that security could grab her any minute now. Should she risk it? Will her father ban her from going to museums if she does?
"No, no, Nina, get yourself together! You would not want the attention the cops give you later when the bone all falls apart!" she mutters, "And what if it was fake? Going to jail for fake bone is so not worth it. Nagarjuna will laugh at my face, that old man."
She crossed her arm in front of her chest in an attempt to hold her 'demon' inside while sulking about it. Her eyes scan all of those bones one more time before deciding to tell herself that it is absolutely one hundred percent fake, so she should just get over it and ask her father to dig some real stuff for her—just like how Nagarjuna recommended her earlier.
'Wait, where is that guy again?' she wondered as she was suddenly reminded it's been quite a while since the older excused himself to buy them both a drink.
Nina turns around in an attempt to check on people around in case one of them is him or he suddenly pops up somewhere but finds none. Instead, a child walks towards the bone in front of her and stares. Eyes wide, mouth open—she can literally see gums there half-chewed.
'Oh, look, I am not alone on this!' she cheers inside.
She bent down and asked, "You like dinosaurs huh?"
The child, a boy around 6 years old only looks at her with the same expression he has for the bones.
Then Nina thought she saw his eyes flick into a whole black before turning back to normal.
It got her so shocked that she almost bumped into one of the displays behind her.
"Hm?" the kid asked, eyebrows furrowed upon seeing her reaction. His Head tilted to the side with clear confusion on his face. "Kakak are you, okay?
'What in the world was that?!' Nina screams inside her head. 'Is the heat getting to me? Had I become delusional or something?'
Some people look at them worriedly, and Nina realizes it is only a matter of time before the child's parent comes closer and thinks she is trying to scare their child or something, so Nina coughs nervously—trying to act like she didn't just see what she just saw earlier.
"Um, nothing," she answers while chuckling awkwardly. "Kakak needs to go. Don't touch the bone, okay?" she reminds the kid and then quickly makes her way out of the museum.
Nina wasn't someone who believed in supernatural or mystical stuff. She likes her and knows her science stuff pretty well even though she still can't have solid proof over creatures that she liked, such as dinosaurs and dragons (she thinks they are a real deal okay, scientific or not.) She did not believe in ghosts—never encountered one, so there's that.
But what she just saw earlier. What is that really? It happened so fast almost like she imagining things, but she was so focused at that time—she was focused on deciding to touch the bone not even a few moments away before—when she talked to the boy, so there is no way she daydreaming about that. Her goosebumps just intensified when she thought back to those black eyes she saw earlier.
She was on the top of the stairs going to the main gate when she noticed Nagarjuna making his way to the gate below with their drink in his hand—most likely going upstairs to come back to her when suddenly a loud sound of bang was heard.
Both of them must have looked at the same scene but from a different angle—since the museum is uphill with the gate being lower than the main door to the building, what Nina and Nagarjuna see will most likely differ due to the height. A car just crashed into a spot near the parking lot. It got everyone, including Nagarjuna and herself, frozen for a moment, but he must haven't seen what she saw because the other just froze before making his way towards the car and not to where Nina found her feet taking her at a fast speed.
What Nina saw was a man's body thrown off quite harshly to where the customers' motorbikes were parked as the car hit its spot.
It was thrown off in such a weird way that she couldn't quite explain that the words got stuck in her throat that she couldn't even scream—all her instinct told her brain was to run to the man and see it for herself whether he survived or not.
She ran past people who went to the car instead of the man she saw with her own two eyes—bumping into their shoulder without meaning to, but even at that moment, she could not voice out a sorry. It was almost like her whole world was tuned out, and she could only see that spot where his body landed while all the screaming became nothing but a distant background sound.
When she arrives just right where she thinks the man would be—she falls to the ground on her knees upon seeing what is in front of her.
The man was really there. Red liquid covered half of his face, and a motorbike just fell on him, pushing his body to the ground and having him stuck there. But it wasn't really that which got Nina on her knees. It was the fact that the man still moving, hands trying to reach out into something in front of him while the bone of his hand sticking out of his skin.
His eyes caught her; instead of pain, she saw fear.
She was about to finally let out a scream when he shook his head and whispered,
"Don't scream!"