Prince Of Mind Hallucinations

Chapter 20

Raditya rested his forehead against the cold metal door of his locker, trying to dampen the throbbing in his temples. His encounter with Bianca in the library had truly drained his energy. The girl's silence wasn't just an absence of sound, but a vacuum that seemed to suck away his entire telepathic life force. However, just as he intended to step toward the school gate to go home, his mental radio crackled violently again.

The signal came from the direction of the Chemistry lab hallway. It wasn't one, but three inner frequencies intersecting with a very serious, almost conspiratorial tone.

Three o'clock. Behind the heavy equipment shed. Don't be late, or the portal will close before the negative emotions of the other students can fuel it, a heavy, vibrating inner voice entered Raditya's head. It belonged to Leo, the president of the school's strangest club, whose reputation was nothing more than an urban myth.

Raditya frowned. His curiosity—or perhaps the absurd detective instinct that was beginning to grow behind his handsome face—forced him to change direction. He walked toward the very back of the school complex, passing an area rarely stepped on except by truants or school guards who had lost their enthusiasm.

The air in the back area of the school felt damper and smelled of moss. There, an old, rusted excavator sat beside a pile of broken desks and chairs. Raditya slowed his steps as he approached the corner of the shed, trying to turn off his own presence's resonance.

However, before he reached the meeting point, an "explosion" of libido struck his nerve center without warning. The frequency was so sharp and savage that it made Raditya collapse, falling to one knee behind a stack of wooden tables.

The signal came from between the cracks of the old excavator engine covered by a torn tarp. It was only three meters away. Because the lust at that point was at its peak, Raditya's brain had no choice but to absorb the raw visualization in its entirety.

Instantly, the real world around him blurred. Raditya was forced to watch a 4K film projected directly into his consciousness—a lewd display created by the inner fantasies and real actions of the two people behind the tarp.

In that telegraphic hallucination, Raditya saw the figure of Dika, the revered Student Council President, pressing Rena, his own secretary, against the cold iron of the heavy machinery. The scent of rust and oil mixed with the suffocating smell of sweaty passion. Raditya could feel the heat of Dika's breathing as it roared against the crook of Rena's neck.

Dika, in his wild mental projection, was ripping Rena's uniform buttons off one by one until her plump, white breasts popped out free. Raditya saw Dika's veiny hands squeezing those pair of supple mounds viciously, leaving hot, reddish marks on Rena's smooth skin. Rena's pink nipples appeared to harden, challenging the damp afternoon air under the groping of Dika's rough fingers.

"Hhh... harder, Dika... no one sees us here..." moaned Rena's inner voice in Raditya's head, a sound deeply thirsty for domination.

The visualization grew more extreme. Raditya saw Dika lift Rena's skirt in one swift tug, exposing her white, rounded buttocks before the man tore off Rena's thin underwear until the fabric hung pathetically at her ankles. Raditya saw himself (as a mental observer) watching Dika force his way into her core, which was already wet, without any warning.

Slap, slap, slap! The sound of wet skin friction in Rena's mind blended with the sound of Dika's wild moans. Raditya felt the heat of the fictitious passionate fluid that seemed to flood his own core. He saw how Rena's body shook violently atop the rusted machine; every thrust from Dika was felt like a wave of electricity that stirred up a mix of pleasure and nausea. Rena imagined Dika turning her around, forcing her to bend over while squeezing her hips until she screamed in an inner climax that was deafening to Raditya.

"Bastard..." Raditya cursed physically, cold sweat dripping down his temples.

His own member, hidden behind his stiff Merdeka High School trousers, began to harden rigidly, delivering a sickening pain mixed with a primitive lust that was difficult to suppress. He took short breaths, trying to pull the "plug" from the brains of those two lewd student council members. As the sexual transmission finally subsided along with their climax, which was hidden behind the tarp, Raditya stood up unsteadily.

He steadied his steps, passing the excavator area with a look of disgust. Dika and Rena were still embracing in silence physically, but their minds were busy concocting lies for the plenary meeting that night. Raditya didn't care; his main target was what lay behind the shed.

Once he reached the corner of the shed, Raditya peeked from behind a stack of water pipes. There, three students sat in a circle on the ground, which was covered by a faded, old banner. They were the movers of the Absurd Paranormal Club.

Leo, the president, whose hair was a bit long and messy, appeared to be holding an old compass and several strange blue bottles of liquid. Beside him was Tio, the thin, hollow-eyed boy whose mind was always filled with images of flying saucers and the All-Seeing Eye, and Luna, the girl with star-shaped hair ties whose fingers were covered in pen scribbles of zodiac signs.

"The energy is at its threshold," Leo said seriously. His voice echoed audibly, but telepathically, his mind was much noisier: Where is that thing? My 'Vibration X' radar has been picking up anomalous waves from this direction all day. It's like there's a living electric circuit walking around, but in the shape of a human...

Raditya froze. "'Vibration X' radar?" he wondered. Could that stupid gadget in Leo's hand really detect his telepathic radio?

"Yo, do you feel that?" Tio suddenly whispered, his eyes glancing wildly around him. "Someone is close to here. The aura... it's different. It's not just the lustful aura from the student council members earlier which was so noisy, but this is an aura that... is mature. Like iron that’s just been struck by fire but remains rigid."

Damn, Tio is smart too. Don't tell me he knows there's a handsome prince hiding his head behind these pipes, Luna's inner voice seeped into Raditya's head.

Raditya was forced to muster all his energy to suppress his energy emission. He just realized that he wasn't just a listener; he was a transmitter himself. Being handsome and telepathic was a package deal of "radio equipment" for which he had never asked for operating instructions.

"Just come out, you behind the pipe!" Leo suddenly exclaimed, pointing directly at Raditya's hiding spot.

Raditya snorted. Avoiding them was futile because they were clearly looking for something exactly like him. He stood up slowly, straightening his uniform, which still concealed the effects of the lingering libido from Dika and Rena's mental projection.

"Relax, Leo. I'm just looking for fresh air," Raditya said calmly. He walked out with the style of a prince who seemed unfazed by any secrets.

Tio almost fell over. Luna even accidentally drooled while looking at the figure of Raditya, who now resembled a Korean drama idol, but with a highly dominant masculine aura.

OH MY GOD! IS THIS THE RADITYA WHO GOT STRUCK BY LIGHTNING?! WHY IS HE SO HOT NOW?! MY RADAR IS LITERALLY EXPLODING LOOKING AT HIS BROAD CHEST! Luna's inner voice screamed hysterically, making Raditya have to restrain himself from wincing in pain.

"Raditya..." Leo narrowed his eyes. He stood up and approached Raditya slowly. His old compass began to spin erratically. "I know that lightning didn't just burn your clothes, but it wrecked every system in your head, too."

"What are you talking about, Le?"

"I hear everything in here," Leo said, pointing to his compass and then to his own forehead. "And I know you can hear what's in our heads right now. You're not just some handsome prince for every girl in school to use as jerk-off material; you're the most real anomaly at Merdeka High."

Leo's mind: Come on, walk into my trap, Raditya. I need your help to crack the mystery of the portal door in the Chemistry Lab. Your mind power is the key!

Raditya looked at Leo, then at Tio and Luna. It turned out this club, which everyone thought was insane, possessed the one thing the other popular kids at school didn't: the honest truth about this crazy world. They might be weird, conspiratorial, and smell like incense, but they weren't trying to imagine wild sex every time they looked at him—even if Luna was still harboring a little "zodiac massage" fantasy about Raditya.

"Are you three... serious about searching for that 'Vibration X'?" Raditya asked, trying to play with their frequency.

"Beyond serious. We call ourselves Paranormal Absurd because reality is always crazier than some cheap horror flick," Tio replied. "That lightning that hit you was the 'trigger.' And I heard Bianca is connected to all of this too, right?"

Raditya was stunned to hear Bianca's name mentioned within their collective thoughts. It turned out Bianca was a puzzle they had also been observing all this time.

"Bianca?"

"An empty mind... a silent portal," Luna whispered with a hollow stare that was slightly terrifying. "You're the only one who can find the 'signal' behind her silence, Rad. Because you and she are two sides of the same coin. One loud, one empty."

Raditya looked down for a moment. His telepathic world, which had felt so filthy earlier because of the student council members by the excavator, suddenly shifted into something with a greater purpose. The presence of this eccentric club gave him a glimmer of hope that he wasn't the only "crazy person" inhabited by hallucinations.

"I'll come back here," Raditya said briefly.

"Smart choice, prince," Leo replied with a mysterious smile. "Watch your back on the way out. Don't let your eardrums burst because of Mrs. Ratna's twisted thoughts waiting for you at the inner parking lot."

Raditya smirked, turned around, and walked away from the secret meeting. He had just realized that his journey as an absurd detective had truly begun. Between the noise of the school's dirty secrets and Bianca's mysterious silence, there was a group of people who held the map to where he needed to look for answers.

As he walked away, he heard the remnants of Leo's thoughts from a distance: Our main player has joined. Now, we just wait to see when Bianca will speak up or kill her power instead...

Raditya clenched his fist. It had been a long, noisy, and exhausting day. But at least he no longer felt like a loser who was only liked for his "outer shell." Behind this school building, a secret portal had been opened, and the prince of hallucinations had just found the most absurd mercenaries at Merdeka High to fight alongside him.

Night would fall soon, and for Raditya, the noise of people's thoughts just now was no longer the thing he feared most. What he feared was one thing: if the secret behind his power was much darker than all the sexual visualizations he had ever intercepted from the brains of his teachers and friends.

His steps were firm as he headed toward the gate, letting his mental radar catch millions of fragments of other people's lives which—for now—he would turn into bullets to dismantle the mystery of Bianca and "Vibration X" forever.