All Chapters of Prince Of Mind Hallucinations: Chapter 21
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Chapter 21
The scent of stale hallway dust and lemon-scented floor cleaner provided a dull backdrop for Raditya as he shut his locker door with a soft thud. His head was still buzzing—a static symphony of the shallow thoughts of passing students. Some were thinking about discounts on running shoes, others were anxious about a pimple on their backside, and of course, the majority of the female students who crossed his path radiated waves of admiration for his new face that bordered on aggressive."Hey, Thunder Prince."The deep, raspy voice broke Raditya's concentration. He turned to find Leo, the President of the Absurd Paranormal Club, leaning against the wall in a self-consciously mysterious pose. His oversized trench coat—worn despite Jakarta's sweltering heat—made him look like a failed detective character from a 90s noir film."Leo," Raditya replied curtly, tightening his backpack straps. "What is it now?"Raditya tried to focus his "antennas." He strained his brain's circuitry to pierce th
Chapter 22
The wooden door on the fourth floor of the old west wing groaned loudly as Raditya pushed it open. The air inside the room felt much heavier, as if the oxygen particles there had blended with the dust of ancient books, incense smoke masked by jasmine perfume, and the scent of overheated electronic circuits.The Absurd Paranormal Club’s meeting room was a systematic aesthetic mess. Flying saucer posters clashed with star constellation maps, several old tube monitors flickered with static noise, and a large round table with a cracked crystal ball placed in its center served as the room's center of gravity.Leo was sitting there, lighting a herbal cigarette that smelled like burning dry grass. Beside him, Tio was typing rapidly on a laptop covered in Illuminati stickers, while Luna sat cross-legged on a chair, her fingers busy twirling the ends of her hair as she stared at Raditya with an intensity that was almost predatory."Finally, Subject X arrives," Leo said, his voice husky yet fil
Chapter 23
Raditya swallowed hard. He realized he had to lie. Revealing his ability to hear their thoughts here would be the same as surrendering himself to their operating table."I... I didn't feel anything," Raditya began to make up a story. "Everything suddenly went dark. I just remember the sky turning electric blue, then my ears rang really loudly like there were a thousand mosquitoes flying in there. After that, I woke up in the infirmary looking like this."Tio noted Raditya's words with a skeptical face. Liar. He's lying. His brain emits strange theta waves every time he talks about the ringing. There's a secret he's hiding behind that K-pop idol face, Tio thought."Ringing, huh?" Leo leaned back. "Tio, show him the thought-wave data we picked up from the community radio next door during the ceremony yesterday."Tio turned one of his tube monitors. There appeared a frequency graph that spiked wildly right at the hour of the lightning incident."Looking at the pattern, this isn't an ordi
Chapter 24
The carved teak door leading to the Merdeka High School faculty lounge looked like the gates of hell to Raditya, but to Leo, it was the mouth of a cave overflowing with metaphysical treasure. The late afternoon sun, beginning to slant, cast a long and utterly absurd silhouette of Leo, who wore a makeshift electromagnetic detector around his neck.Beside him, Tio held an infrared camera with an expression of moronic seriousness, while Luna constantly pressed her body against Raditya's muscular arm, ostensibly seeking protection while her mind was busy drafting blueprints for sexual harassment."The energy in this room is stable, but the scent is fishy... a spiritual residual," Leo whispered in a dramatic tone.Raditya only snorted, trying to take a deep breath. To him, the "energy" Leo felt was nothing more than mental garbage that his own brain circuits hadn't had time to clear out. The moment they stepped inside, Raditya's "mind radio" began to crackle, picking up the lingering though
Chapter 25
The metal lockers in front of the Student Council room weren't vibrating because of an earthquake, but from the surge of energy inside Raditya's skull. The smell of carpet dust and the excessive blast of an automatic air freshener stung his nerves. Ever since he touched that plastic figurine in the faculty lounge, his telepathic radar felt like it was being forced into overdrive.Behind him, Leo and Tio were busy with their vibration detectors, while Luna still occasionally snuck a touch on Raditya's waist, her mind screaming lewd visualizations of obscene yoga positions."Rad, do you feel that? The signal here... it's so filthy," Leo whispered, his eyes fixed on the tightly closed Student Council door.Raditya didn't answer. He was busy pressing his temples. It wasn't just "filthy"; to him, the room radiated layers of a rotting aura. One meter from the door, his mental radio suddenly exploded.He caught a clashing double frequency, a combination of high-level anxiety over embezzled a
Chapter 26
The corridors of Merdeka High School that afternoon were like short-circuited high-voltage transmission lines. For Raditya, every step was sensory torture. After cleaning up the corruption and lewd scandal in the student council room with the Paranormal Club, his inner ear had become even more sensitive or perhaps, hungrier.The scent of hundreds of sweaty students, the smell of freshly changed pads, to the foul stench of anxiety from students who hadn't paid their tuition, everything distilled into a stream of information clogging his brain.The mind-radio in his head broadcasted nonstop nonsense. From a tenth-grader imagining how to catch his eye, to Mr. Budi still mourning the leaked secret of his blue underwear. Raditya felt his head was as heavy as a rock, but his now-sharp jawline and piercing eyes maintained an untouchable prince aura for anyone passing him.But, right at the corner near the Physics Lab, that constant pulse suddenly died. Silence. Absolute.Raditya froze. He st
Chapter 27
Raditya slammed his shoulder against the toilet stall door, then twisted the lock until a click shattered the artificial silence. His hands trembled as he groped the cold, damp wall. Inside his brain, pulse after pulse felt like a saw cutting into his skull; a frequency louder than a fire alarm that refused to subside.The stench of urine, overly perfumed hand soap, and someone’s cigarette butts—all mingled together, yet failed to freeze the chaotic riot raging in his mental radio."Damn it," he muttered, struggling to piece his reality back together.The air was stifling with the smell of cheap disinfectant, a stark contrast to the brutal explosion of the female students' desires that had erupted in Raditya’s head moments ago. His nerves were still throbbing. All the mental trash from the people around him had accumulated, filling his mind’s bandwidth until it felt like his neural pathways were about to snap.And now, added to that was the static from the security guard who happened
Chapter 28
The dim light of the infirmary greeted Raditya as his consciousness slowly trickled back. The scent of antiseptic and the faint, clinical odor of hospital soap stung his nostrils—a stark contrast to the stench of the toilet stall he had just left, or so it felt in his mind.His body ached in every joint, as if his muscles had been forcibly torn away and haphazardly stitched back together. His vision remained as dark as night, though a dull, throbbing gray had begun to pulse faintly. It wasn’t a hopeless, pitch-black void, but a gray that felt intimidating, confusing.He tried to move his right hand. It felt cold, and there was no reassuring response from his brain to even twitch a finger. His head pulsed, but the pain was more contained now, lacking the chainsaw-like explosion he had felt earlier.Leo’s concoction seemed to be working, though in a thoroughly unpleasant way. The silence was now wrapped in physical pain, replacing the chaotic cacophony of his thoughts. It wasn’t peace;
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Raditya wasn't sure how to explain how bad his condition actually was. This false peace was agonizing. His mind was dormant, his body weakened, and the world around him was fading into gray, yet he was being called "inappropriate."Mrs. Ani fell silent for a moment, her gaze vacant and distant. "The school administration... wants you to stay here. At least until we determine the root cause of... this fainting spell. The teachers have been gathered. And you will be called in for further questioning later."The administration. The teachers. Questioning. Raditya felt a chill run down his spine. What had he done to warrant being questioned? Unless... unless it was related to the anomalous power he possessed. But why would they just let him be after everything that had happened?Raditya shook his head slowly. He had to find out about that locker. He couldn't wait anymore. He could feel it—a strong, subtle sensation creeping beneath his physical helplessness. Something that needed to be res
Chapter 30
Raditya saw the teacher’s hand press something on a tablet he was holding.The device reacted. It glowed blue, sending a pulse upward toward the gathering black clouds. The clouds reacted. They looked alive.Raditya stared at the photo again. His throat tightened. Suddenly, a thought crossed his mind. This wasn't ordinary lightning. This lightning... it was triggered."Intentional," he whispered, his voice raspy and harsh. He was certain he had felt something that had eluded him all this time. "It wasn't a lightning strike. It was... a shot. Something was fired at the sky."He stared repeatedly at the cloud pattern in the photo. His skin crawled as he realized one thing that became increasingly clear: he hadn't been struck by lightning by chance. He had been attacked. With a method more intelligent and devious than he could have ever imagined. The lightning was channeled. Not from the heavens, but from above. From a satellite. Or something similar. Orchestrated by someone. Who?He fel