Too often we become the victims and often too many others. People cannot remove themselves from being the victim.

Every time, the person who does it will smile a lot at the cruelty of their own actions.

But this time...it probably won't be like it used to be every time.

A smile appeared on the face of the victim.

what happened .

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The road stretches as far as the eye can see in front of us. The concrete road surface curves and curves, reflecting the moisture of the recent rain.

light orange sunlight Evening peeks through the dense branches of trees along the path. It crashed into a van that was driving alone on this road.

"Hey, Mali, are you home yet?" A young man's voice was deep. Sitting next to the driver, he shouted to the girl in the back.

Mali, teenage girl who went to study in provincial schools Sitting still in the back seat on either side. Two good-looking teenage girls

This van was packed with five high school teenagers, all four of whom were friends throughout Mali's time in school. He would constantly bully this young girl from the countryside, sometimes to the point of physically harming her.

Because Mali entered boarding school in the middle of the semester. The school therefore arranged for Mali to sleep in her room. Kwan and Namwan A good-looking and arrogant young woman From the first night Mali went to stay. Mali became like a slave in the most complete form of the word friend.

The two girls often used small tasks to do their homework and reports. By always speaking at the end.

"......Well, we're best friends, Na Mali." She smiled and laughed softly in her throat. Before going to sit on the bed and choose a new nail color Some days I let Mali do her homework while the two of them went outside to play until it became a habit.

The two girls often invite Bank and Om, close male friends, to secretly sleep in their own rooms. At first it was a normal gathering of teenagers to eat snacks and watch movies, but later alcohol and drugs began to be brought into this room.

As the days passed, Mali began to not want to associate with these two female friends, so she tried to distance herself. Avoid going back to your room and stay in the library instead of staying in your room on weekends.

But the four of them were afraid that Mali would take the story of what they secretly did in the room and sue the teacher and tell other friends, so they tried to drag Mali back into the room as well.

Until one day, there was a rumor about Bank and Om sneaking into the women's dormitory, causing both of them to be punished by the teacher for having to clean the entire men's bathroom in the building. So the four of them thought that Mali was definitely the one who told this story to others.

That evening, I dragged Mali away. use violence Have Mali clean the men's bathroom for them. Lock her in the bathroom Splashed water on her from above the door and locked her in that bathroom all night.

It wasn't until a boy opened the bathroom door in the morning that he informed the teacher.

Mali's condition is battered. She didn't dare tell anyone about this. After that, being bullied more and more every day, the four of them began to look for a place to gather at night. in order to use drugs By choosing to have Mali take care of the origin every time.

Almost every time after they take drugs, Mali becomes an emotional support. She was abused physically. She was attacked and forcibly raped while her two female friends were still watching and bursting out laughing. It's like watching a comedy show.

Mali's cry and the words "Don't do it to us" echoed loudly, mixed with that laughter. But it seemed that Jasmine's voice was not loud enough to make the two animals who were acting against her understand.

Today is the last week of the summer break. After searching all the abandoned buildings around the school, the four of them had an idea to look for a new place.

"Go to our house," Mali, who was sitting on the bed, said in a calm voice.

The four of them looked at each other and laughed softly. Because when Mali just came to study She said she came from a community on the edge of deep forests in the provinces.

"Good. Be quiet. You can do whatever you want." It can be as loud as you want,” Kwan said excitedly.

"Then what are you waiting for? Prepare your things." Om grinned before speaking in an excited tone again.

The four of them prepared food, drinks, and the same van that the bank asked for from their father to use. They all drove out of the province excitedly. And expect to find some exciting stories before the school starts.

But one thing is changing: the eyes of the young woman who was treated. From being afraid, he became calmer. The eyes that looked down turned straight and looked straight. She couldn't wait to get back to her house.

After driving for three hours, both sides of the road turned into dense forest. The weather is cool and humid. Raindrops that had begun to soften from falling all day fell loudly on the front of the van's window along the way.

"The edge of the forest ahead is here," Mali said.

Before long, a small community could be seen at the edge of the forest. In front of it was a wide pond resembling a lake. Dozens of villagers had lined up and waited to receive the van.

“Why do they have to line up like that? And what if E-Mali tells him at home?" Bank began to worry and be afraid.

"If he really said it. I'll beat them with my gun." Om said arrogantly.

After parking the car and getting out of the car one by one The branches and tops of the tall trees blew gusts back and forth. causing the remaining raindrops to fall on the people below It was like a cold welcome to the guests.

Mali's parents rushed over and hugged Mali before turning to look at the four of them. before smiling strangely They also thanked the four people who agreed to be friends with the shy little child, Mali. The four of them smiled proudly before looking at Jasmine's face and laughing in their throats.

Small community atmosphere In a village on the edge of the forest, people live simply. They hunted small animals for food, grew vegetables and lived in austerity. But it seems that people in the community are helping to organize some kind of event in the village.

“We are organizing a village event,” Uncle Nuat, the village warden, told Kwan, who was looking suspicious at a group of villagers who were starting to tie ropes to a long, tall log that stood in the middle of the village.

"It looks fun. Can we join in please?" Namwan asked in a serious tone.

"Alright, you guys are the main focus of today's event," Mali said calmly, letting the doubt disappear before Bank and Ohm will have you help carry things.

The four of them asked to go set up a tent not too far from the village. And tonight it looks like they will definitely have an exciting and unique experience before school starts.

The atmosphere in the forest became darker and darker than outside. The air became humid. They started a fire to add warmth. After that, their repeat activities began as usual.

They took turns doing drugs and drinking heavily. Acting like the forest belonged to them and indulging in the recklessness of their depraved behavior.

Banks started yelling and roaring. Pretend you are a formidable wild animal.

Om started to get up and run around the fire, laughing hysterically.

Kwan, who was lying flat on the ground and smiling at the phone like a crazy person.

But they had all seen each other because it was a symptom of drug intoxication that Mali had seen until she was used to it. But today it seems that all of this has been released freely into this forest. Freedom that flows with the spirit scattered and fluttering in the wind Act as if everyone can be themselves as much as possible in this forest.

Mali is still raped by two men taking turns. Today, they prepared gorilla masks to wear while trampling Jasmine before pounding their chests and shouting like victors. The light from the campfire flickered brightly on Jasmine's bare skin lying on the cold, damp ground. Today Jasmine didn't even have a tear stain. She was absorbing the moisture of the dew that was sprinkled on the ground into her body for as long as possible, until peace began to creep in once more.

The moonlight began to shine brighter than the dying fire. Mali still sat still. Standing next to the fire and looking up at the starless sky, it's like waiting for the time. What time is it?" What do you mean by saying that we are the main ones today?” Namwan, who seems to be the most cautious these days, asked Mali.

and raised his voice to ask a second time when Jasmine was still and not paying attention, "That's what he meant." You guys are the main characters today. The day we've been waiting for for decades." Mali picked up the clothes that were torn from being snatched and put them back on and walked over to sit next to the fire, not showing any displeasure.

"What do you mean? And what does this have to do with that stupid ceremony?” Mali grinned and laughed softly.

"When friends want to know I'll tell you."

The three people, who were dazed, began to sit and listen to the story Mali was telling with indifference. It seemed that only Namwan looked the most worried.

“Our village has a forest worship ceremony. The forest that gives us life We believe that humans are born from the forest. The forest gives us our soul and our flesh....”

“......We will count the time of the moon's orbit according to our own calendar. Previously, we used animals for worship. But nowadays it is as if many humans behave and have a nature that is no different from animals....and if those humans were to be worshipped instead It's not anything strange."

Jasmine spoke slowly and clearly, slowly speaking and looking at the faces of the four people. Smiling at the lines just spoken like a true winner.

"Crazy Ghost" Namwan erupted in anger and grabbed Mali's head and squeezed Jasmine's neck violently. Until Om had to catch Namwan before he did anything too far. But it seems that Mali still replaces the fear on her face with a smile.

“You guys are animals. Your lives should be given to this forest. Your blood should be used to anoint the roots of this tree. Your bones should be ground and fed to the animals in this forest.”

As the emotions of the five people were exploding, anger and confusion, for a moment, a whistling sound pierced through the curtain of air and pierced the sockets of the five people's eyes. seriously bank

Banks put his hand on the shaft of the stick. It was like a bow before thick, red blood flowed all over his face. Banks fell and howled, struggling. Om hurriedly came to help look at the wound. Namwan and Kwan started to pick up the phone but there wasn't even a single signal.

Mali still stood and smiled at the scene in front of her. Before the four of them gathered together, they ran into the forest and never looked back again.

“Hey, what are they doing? We have to leave quickly. The bank is no longer good."

"Or so Emali said. Is this true?" Kwan said as he hurriedly ran. But it didn't take long for the sound of an arrow to break through the dark curtain and hit Namwan's front leg. Until she fell and cried out loudly.

Kwan hurriedly supported her young friend along with Om who was struggling to support Bank. The four of them ran up and down in the forest, unable to see anything. Tripping over tree roots and vines Shouts for help and cries echoed in the forest.

But in addition to not having received a reply from the heavens, I could only hear Jasmine's laughter echoing in the forest. I don't know when they separated. Kwan and Namwan were hiding in the grass and trying to keep their sobs quiet.

The forest was quiet for a long time. Nectar felt like something grabbed her ankles and dragged her across the forest. and followed closely by Kwan who was dragged along

At the village square

Four pillars were raised and stood tall. Surrounded by fire pits Dozens of villagers stood intently waiting for the sacrifice that would give life to the forest. Before the two men dragged away two pretty girls who were now battered and covered in tears. Their eyes stared at Mali who was now standing next to her father.

And without delay, the five men dragged the remaining two youths into the courtyard as well. Banks was now almost completely unconscious. Blood and cloudy white eyes had fallen out of their sockets and hung in his face. He slowly used his hands to support the eyes that had fallen out. Before crying out in vain

“Very well, my daughter. This year our forest Our home will be the best you can receive.”

Jasmine smiled happily before looking at it. The four of them were dragged by their ankles and hung upside down on a sacred wooden pole.

Banks was breathing heavily until he almost lost consciousness. Om tried to free himself without hope. The sweet water that tirelessly shouts and asks Jasmine and Chawan who cried until there were no tears to be seen.

"Hey Mali, are we friends? Please let us go." Namwan said sadly.

“You guys think I want to be a fake friend. Is it a lot of your stuff? You guys think that I allow you to treat me like an animal. Is it a coincidence? I just want to find animals. to come to my ceremony But it happened that they hit the target right here..."

“...I just watched the four of you become more and more animals every day, until the time came that I was certain that you were the best sacrifices of this forest. Huh, what was my intention, my friend? "

The sound of laughter and the fire surrounding the sacred pillar, the pressure and discomfort of the sacrifices, the slender branches waving in the wind. The echoing sounds of wild animals howling are mesmerizing.

The arrow started shooting and stuck in the center of the gift's forehead. Three flowers on target

Embroidered ! Embroidered ! Embroidered !

Open eyes Tear stains replaced with blood stains that flowed onto the floor. Namwan began to cry about the fate of her life that showed no way out.

The joyful cries of the three men who shot the arrows echoed with the applause of the surrounding villagers.

And before the bank lost consciousness About five arrows pierced his stomach. He coughed up blood from his mouth. Taking his last breath before his consciousness faded. The final image was of the villagers cheering and clapping, delighted at the approaching pain and death.

Om and Namwan tried to struggle and cry, begging and apologizing for everything they had done to Mali. Little hope that mercy would come to their little lives.

But there seemed to be no mercy in the forest tonight. Mali's father and mother Picking up a gas can, he slowly walked closer to the pillar of the two people and splashed it, amidst the shock and panic of the two people who were now hanging upside down.

Holding the torch and smiling, Jasmine slowly walked closer to the sacred pillar where four beasts now hung, waiting to be freed. Souls, drenched in blood. Giving life and regeneration to the forest

Fire from a carefully lit torch and fuel for the fire. Weave connections of fire from one pillar to another. until all four pillars are complete The screams of the two people seemed to cause a fire to burn high, piercing the tree canopy.

Jasmine bowed his head to the ground. Before everyone gradually Sit down and prostrate yourself on the floor as well.

burning fire The rustling of the trees in the forest was like a howl in response to the remains of spirits floating among the forest, swimming among the branches and cracks in the bark.

The ceremony of worshiping the life-giving forest in this lunar calendar cycle. It is considered to be the end. . . . The next cycle may happen in how many years? How many decades from now? You can find out☁️

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