Keris Chapter 2
Rhadit could smell the change in the air, how the wind became more humid and the air now carried a hint of wet soil. He ran a little faster, entering a small street called ‘Karet’, known by the locals for its cemetry and unreasonably cheap housing complex.
By the time he opened the rusty front gate of his house, it has started to drizzle. He quickly inserted the key to his house and gave the door a few good shakebefore he can forced it to open. It was an overstatement to call the building a ‘house’. It was tattered beyond repair, some of the wooden pillar was clearly rotten, and from the living room he could smell mold and soap from the nearby sewage.
Rhadit gently knocked on the door to his mother’s room and he greeted her.
“Bunda?”, he tried calling his mother who was laying down in a foam mattress. He placed his ear closer to his mother and was relieved to hear a breathing sound. He let out a sighed and rested on the floor next to his mother. His mother had a short and wavy hair with visible stripes of white. Her skin was pale, almost out of life.
Rhadit put two bottles of pills next to his mother.
“This time it should last us for a month”, he said while gently holding his mother’s frail hand.
“It will be over soon. Just a little more and we can both live a better life”.
After bidding his mother a good rest, Rhadit entered to his own room. He took out a match from his pocket and proceed lighting the candles which has been placed across the room. In the center of the room was a small metal cage with a black cat sleeping in it. He took the cat out of the cage and placed her gently on the floor. Already weakened, the cat hardly struggled.
Rhadit then took a small knife from his pocket and made a small cut on his left arm. Blood started dripping on to the cat. He closed his eyes.
“Om. Hamn. Lakshita. Jagrav. Uttarika” He chanted the same words over and over, increasingly louder. With every chant, the candles across the room flickered and the cat started to move in a spastic manner. When he opened his eyes, the cat was sitting upright, looking blankly at him.
Rhadit quickly twisted the cat’s neck, releasing a dull bone creaking sound across the room. He then took a small knife and proceed to cut the cat’s head, tail, and legs before skinning it with careful precision. He took out the internal organs and throw it to the corner of the room. His breathing becomes heavier and his throat was parched.
Rhadit then proceed to gnaw at whatever remained of the cat. He could taste the fur, blood, and puss mixing with raw meat in his mouth. He emptied his mind, endured, and swallowed. With every bite, he could feel the essance of his humanity slowly espcaping through the pores of his body. His body was invaded with primal urges and his mind has fused with an alien entity. He felt like a container ready to burst.
After an hour of struggle, Rhadit regained his composure and exited the room. The rain was still pouring but there was only a few hours before the night is over. The ritual will be undone soon and he needed to move fast.