For some people, invisible creatures or what are commonly called ghosts, spirits and so on are still very taboo. But there are also some people who believe that "They" really exist and have even seen them in person.

Indeed, until now, sometimes mystical things are ignored by some people, but interference from them cannot be denied, whether it's in a haunted place, their own home, or even from the intentions of evil people commonly known as black magic who use "their" services to harm people to satisfy their hurting desires.

There are also some humans who have the sensitivity of being able to see and feel the presence of "Them". The advantage is usually called the Inner Eyes. From this advantage, people who have the sixth sense are able to see, feel, even communicate with astral beings, invisible beings.

But human sensitivity is different. Some are able to see it directly, some are sharp in hearing, some are sharp in feeling. Not all of the inner eyes must be able to see directly with the eyes, but it can also be done through an open mind.

My name is Nimas, I'm 30 years old. Since when did the inner eyes in my body start to open and be active? Um... I think since childhood, I only realized it when I entered adulthood.

Even so, I don't want to be nicknamed with strange nicknames, indigo for example, because I am very uncomfortable with that nickname. I prefer to divert when I feel something bad in my feelings or sight, because that's the only way I can live in peace.

But sometimes for some people having a sixth sense of inner eyes is cool, being able to see something that not everyone can see. But it's a shame that thinking like that is wrong thinking.

There are also many people who want their inner eye to be open, they even force themselves to spiritual experts in order to gain inner sensitivity.

I am very surprised, you have been given a comfortable life but instead chose a dark path. You should be grateful for having a closed mind. Live comfortably, go anywhere and anytime, enjoy without having to feel terrorized by those who want to interact, in shapes, smells and forms that sometimes make you lose your appetite and nausea. ugh.

Alright, I'll start this experience. The story begins when I was a baby, not even 40 days old and my own mother experienced it.

I was born in the city of Wonosobo, Central Java, Indonesia. The city is famous for the beauty of natural scenery. There are still many rice fields and forests here, because Wonosobo is a cold and cool wrestler area.

In our belief here, babies who are not even 40 days old should not be asked to leave the house. It is said that newborn babies are very much targeted by spirits because their blood is still fresh and pure.

But all these prohibitions were violated by mother, starting one afternoon, mother intended to defecate. It's known, in the past, houses rarely had a toilet at home. Taking a bath, washing clothes and dishes, even having to go to the river to defecate.

Let me tell you a little about where I live, in my village there is a very clear spring, that's where the residents use this water source for their daily water needs.

There is a Chinese petai tree and also a clove tree above the water source, on the right side are rice fields, and on the left side a small river flows.

In the small river that is made for defecation, but don't worry. The distance between the spring and the river is quite far, so it is safe and not polluted the water source.

In that small river there is a culvert that is not really that big, but in ancient times the place was known to be haunted and spooky.

Mom wanted to defecate, but on the other hand I was still fast asleep. While Mbah Putri (My grandma) was in the fields, Neighbor? Some of them are also busy working in the fields. My father, he wanders in the city. Finally mom decided to take me with her to go to the river.

Mother had to pick me up and take me to the river, she squatted down and hugged me tightly. While in his heart hoping that everything will be fine even though the mother is forced to break the taboo.

But that's where the unexpected happened. After I was taken to the river at night my body started to have a fever. Hot, face turns pale, fussy. Mother had no premonition at that time. Mother prepared the medicine that was given by the midwife, but even though I was compressed and given medicine, it still had no effect.

I kept crying and even only drank a little breast milk.

right almost early in the morning unreasonable things began to happen. When mom fell asleep she started dreaming, dreams that felt so real.

In the dream, mother returned to the river where she defecated in the small river, but strangely in that dream I was no longer in her arms. In that dream my mother panicked, she looked for me in the river area but couldn't find it.

Not long after that, the mother heard the sound of a baby crying. She rushed to follow the sound of a baby crying, the closer the sound came from the culvert which was located right on the bank of the river.

"No... Nimas!" Mother shouted rushing toward the hole.

At that time, my mother saw me crying in a hole without wearing any clothes. What was even more surprising, was that the manhole was closed like a thin membrane around my body. Mother tried to take me in the sewers, but for some reason she bounced off.

"Nimas!" Mama screamed sobbing.

Not long after, in front of her came a black figure, hairy all over, tall, big, fangs protruding from its wide mouth, long fingernails, and bright red eyes glaring at her.