The garbage man's words reminded Garvin of the nightmare he was having before he came to the island. The mournful voice that came from the depths of the island and kept calling him made him shudder.Sebastian originally wanted to say with a smile, "Who are you fooling, old man?" But suddenly he remembered the dream that Garvin had told him before, and he couldn't laugh anymore.The three of them fell into silence for a moment, and the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became a little depressing.After a while, Sebastian was the first to break the silence. "Sir, how do you know all this? Who are you?"The garbage man had a blank expression on his face. He glanced at him and said in a low voice, "I worked as a witch doctor for a while when I was young."It turned out that this was another former shaman who had dealth with spirits or fortune telling. However, Garvin felt that this Shaman seemed to be more capable than those scammers he had met in Providence City before!So he immediately
"There is still a way," The garbage man glanced at them mysteriously with his bloodshot yellow eyes, and then gave a very "amazing" answer under the great expectations of the two, "If you two have time, go to the Wells Mountain Shamanic Shrine. It is said to be very effective!"Oh my god! He thought that the garbage man would give him some good ideas, but he didn't expect that he would ask him to visit the shrine to pray to god again. If this trick worked, would he have ended up like this? Garvin complained in his heart, and then said to the garbage man weakly. "Sir, I have been to a shaman shrine, had my fate read, and consulted a Shaman, but it's all useless, okay?""Sir," Sebastian was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and stopped the garbage grandson who was about to leave with the woven bag. "At least tell us, what is the origin of this female ghost in white?""I've already answered that, I can't see it!" The garbage man said this, suddenly getting irritated, "You know what
Since his mother passed away due to illness two years ago, Garvin had imagined many times that he could see her again. Now God finally heard his voice and made his wish come true with such a thrilling and amazing effect."Mom?" Garvin cautiously called out to his mother Yvette, who looked younger than himself. He really couldn't understand why she appeared in front of her son in this appearance.However, the girl Yvette turned a deaf ear to her son's calls, and just sat there wiping her eyes with her fingers.Garvin then realized that his mother seemed to be crying. It was "seemed to be crying" because he only saw her frowning and looking sad, but he could not see any tears falling from her face. Perhaps ghosts simply cannot shed tears like living people?"Mom, it's me!" Although the person in front of him was a real ghost, and her appearance was far from the last appearance of his mother in his memory, Garvin still felt sincere intimacy and nostalgia after gradually calming down, so
Garvin repeated his question again, fearing that his grandmother might get suspicious, and added, "Since I came back here, I keep thinking about my mother. I really want to know something about her past."Seeing Yvonne trying to walk upstairs with a cane, Garvin immediately ran over to help her. Holding his grandson's arm, Yvonne sighed and said with a sense of loss: "When your mother was young, the only thing that made her sad was probably that her father died too early.""How did grandpa die?" Garvin asked again."Why, didn't your mother mention it to you?" Yvonne glanced at him strangely and asked."She just said that he seemed to have died of some illness." What Garvin had always found difficult to understand was that his mother always said that she and his father had a good relationship, but she rarely mentioned his father in front of her husband and son. Even when she paid tribute to him during the annual festivals, she always remained sad but silent.Upon hearing this, Yvonne's
As the ferry floated on the blue-gray sea, amid the barrage of rippled waves, Garvin made a dash to the rest room. This was already the fifth time Garvin had visited the ferry's small bathroom since he boarded the ship, and he vomited at one of the toilet seats.Unfortunately, he had already vomited all the breakfast he had not yet digested and the lunch he had eaten in a hurry before boarding the ship. Now all that could satisfy his need for vomiting was some gastric juices and a little saliva.We'll be there soon. After struggling out of the bathroom, Garvin lay weakly on the half-man-high iron railing of the ferry, looking at the looming building on the sea to the right in front of him among the turbid waves. The black shadow of the far island served as a source of comfort for the troubled young man who continued to soothe his own nerves. Okay, relax, Garvin. Take a deep breath of fresh air, you will feel better.As a result, just when he opened his mouth to take a deep breath, a b
"It's okay, it's okay..." At this moment, Garvin, who was sitting in the cabin, suppressed his uneasiness and comforted himself silently. Although he had been very unlucky recently, after all, all his experiences of unholy encounters so far had been limited to the area where he worked within the City's First Affiliated Hospital. Once he left the hospital, everything was calm except for that nightmare. So he should be fine away from the hospital.The fisherman never thought of the impact his words would have on Garvin at this moment. When he saw that his unremitting efforts finally paid off and attracted the attention of the beautiful woman, he beamed with joy. After laughing, he lowered his voice and pretended to be mysterious: "Actually, a friend of mine has seen things in that haunted house!"The stewardess glanced at the man and seemed to be finally interested in the topic. "Your friend?"The fisherman uncle nodded vigorously. "An unlucky guy, he used to work on a fishing boat. He
"What happened next?"Sure enough, as soon as the fisherman let it slip, some among the listening passengers couldn't bear it anymore and jumped out to ask questions. However, this time it was not the stewardess who asked the question, but a guy who suddenly appeared from behind the fisherman's service desk like a green onion rising from the ground."Ah!" The fisherman who likes to tell ghost stories to scare people was finally frightened by this guy who appeared unexpectedly. He turned his head and looked him up and down and asked. "Who are you?"The new guy who suddenly appeared was wearing a dark brown coat, a blue shirt and black jeans. He was tall, had thick eyebrows and big blue eyes. He was a handsome guy.Because of his appearance, the stewardess who was originally concentrating on listening to the story was immediately distracted by him, and did not even notice the guy's arrogant look with his hands in his trouser pockets, suggesting that he is actually an idle person.Sebast
"It's impossible for evil spirits or ghosts to really exists." Sebastian waved his arms disapprovingly at first, and then said expectantly, "However, I really want to go to a cliff to experience the scary atmosphere of a supposedly haunted house. I've already thought about it. The article will be themed 'Horror Journey'. It will be dedicated to writing about my thoughts after traveling to various legendary haunted places. It will definitely be very popular, don't you think?" After saying that, he excitedly patted Garvin's shoulder with such force that he almost knocked Garvin, who was not short but slightly thinner than him, off his seat.Garvin finally managed to stabilize his body's center of gravity and said angrily: "If you want to go there, fine, go ahead. But you'll have to go alone. I'm not ready to die!"Considering his continuous unfortunate state for more than half a year, it would be good if the spirits didn't take the initiative to come to him. So for him to now take the