It's a ghost story. A spirit that appears as if it doesn't know how it came to be. Let's find the answer together.

“.Every action has a beginning.”

It's a matter of imagination. If there are any mistakes, I apologize here* ^^

Those eyes... stared at me without stopping. There was a look of displeasure in the woman's eyes. who stared at me at my toes in the bedroom Her eyes glowed an eerie red. My body couldn't move, as if she was giving orders to my body. But this kind of experience is not the first time. If you count, it's the third night.

After I returned from working in another province near Bangkok. Sweat beads in the cool, air-conditioned bedroom. Makes you uncomfortable and sticky. My eyes couldn't close as I wanted, all of a sudden! The figure at the foot of the bed disappeared. He suddenly stood and stepped on me in the chest. A strange figure dressed in a scruffy outfit, dirty with dust stains.

His long, messy hair covered his pale face. Dark lips that are cracked, dry, flaky, and peeling The remaining eyes were so large that the whites of the eyes could easily be seen. My heart jolted and trembled, goosebumps flashed, my hands and feet were as cold as if they were resting on water. My breathing began to become difficult and uncomfortable. I'm about to.....die!!

I was startled awake by the sound of the clock on my bedside alarm that it was 7:00 a.m. Last night was the most frightening experience of paranormal activity. Who is the spirit of the woman in the dirty clothes? Why are you following me? She never even opened her mouth to tell me what was on her mind. Someone once said that 'people who encounter ghosts often have bad luck, or if ghosts don't come, they come and ask for merit'.

But what I feel is like she holds a grudge against me. But what do you hold grudges against me? I sat on the bed, thinking and analyzing. Until about half an hour had passed. The sound of the mobile phone on the bed next to me broke the silence.

“Chet, are you awake yet?” My mother's voice on the other end of the line trembled, agitated.

"Yes, Mom. What do you say?"

“Will you come home today? Last night, Mom had a bad dream. I'm going to invite you to go to the temple and see Luang Phor." Mother's voice was rapid.

"Yes, Mom. I have something to discuss with you as well. I'll see you at 11 o'clock, Mom." I hung up the phone and threw my mobile phone on the bed like always. Get up and walk into the bathroom to run an errand. before coming out quickly Speaking of this condo, I've just rented it for three months. The owner who rented it out seemed in a hurry to put down a deposit, both discounted and free.

If I didn't have to travel out of province often, I definitely wouldn't rent. But because of the job supervising construction workers that I got this time, the income was quite good. In addition, I work with many knowledgeable co-workers. Make everything look smooth After the work is due I inspected the work on several points that needed fixing for the last time.

There will be some minor detailing, painting repairs, and repairs to the walls of the lounge inside.

“Oh, P'Phong! And what about other people? Not coming to help with plastering It will be finished quickly,” I protested when I saw P'Phong, my team's right-hand man. He was busy spreading the cement on the wall to make it even.

“It's okay, let the rest rest. We've all been working so hard that everyone hasn't been able to sleep,” P'Phong replied without looking at me.

"I'll plaster it up and make it beautiful, tight, so no one will know that I've ever smashed it and fixed it. When you're done painting, take a picture and send it to me on Line. Anyway, today I'm going to make a reservation first. “I give work orders before leaving to go home as always. I feel a strange atmosphere in this room. It's sad. Maybe it's heartbreaking that we've worked together through both joy and sorrow, but again...

Next time we'll have to gather together again...I think.

My car passed by and came to rest in the temple courtyard near the monk's residence that my mother had brought to see me. An old monk walked out wearing an angsa, leaning forward, looking agile unlike his real age. which this statue is My father, who has been ordained many years ago He likes to meditate and practice Dhamma. My mother also congratulated me.

“Are you okay? Last night, my dreams weren't very good. I was worried so I brought Chet to visit.” My mother looked at him with worried eyes.

“Yo, don't worry. No one can escape pain and death." The monk smiled kindly before saying, "...I'll go get dressed first. They went to wait in the temple courtyard over there.”

"Oh, Master Chet, why don't you invite the woman who came with you to get out of the car? It's really hot," the monk greeted me.

I was stunned. I turned around and looked at my car again. There is only emptiness. 'She' must really be following me. Honestly, I'm scared, but I don't know what to do. 'Today I'll have to consult with Father,' I thought, my heart pounding and my face flickering with panic.

“No, Father, I came with two mothers.” I rubbed my upper arm, which got goosebumps!

It was almost 2:00 p.m. after consulting and discussing Dhamma with 'Luang Pho' about what I had encountered. He only said that it was the fate of each person and he could not interfere. He just suggested that 'Every action has a beginning' and I still can't figure out where it begins? with concern So my mother asked me to sleep at home with her today. As we drove back, a phone call broke the silence.

“Yes, what do you say? The technicians I worked with all died. How is it possible? P'Pong is left but he's in serious condition. Tomorrow I'll stop by to visit P'Pong. and giving a statement to the police at the police station Thank you.” I cut off the bluetooth cable on my ear. Mother's depressed eyes looked at me with concern. I feel the love my mother has for me.

Both my mother and I fell silent. Even turning on the radio didn't help much.

Today's dinner was simple, just a few things, just me and Mom. The light from the hanging lamp at the dining table was not very wide. Enough to leave an area of ​​darkness covering the outer area. Suddenly! I released my hand from the eating spoon that was reaching for the soup in shock. That shadow! Floating softly next to my mother It gathered tightly into the body of that ghost woman. It stared at me fiercely.

White, expressionless eyes stared at my face. I was taken aback and couldn't do anything. Immediately, a pale, skinny foot with bulging, dirty veins appeared on the dining table in front of me, disgusting me. It slowly bent down. The messy hair on the pale face grinned, and puddles of blood flowed from its mouth and eyes. It dripped all over the table.

“Chet, Chet, what's wrong with you? “Mother's voice woke me up from my reverie.

"Oh, nothing, Mom. I'm full." I secretly sighed. Uncomfortably combine the cutlery in the plate. Because those eyes are still staring at me. It appeared behind my mother like a shadow. I was shocked again My mother's face fell onto the plate of rice. The ghost disappeared, but my mother's body trembled to the point of fear. My mother bounced from hitting the table.

The eyes moved like that of that woman's ghost. His facial expressions and expressions seemed to change.

“What do you want? Get away from my mother right now!” I screamed at the ghost inside my mother with the utmost anger.

“You work together with him to kill me!!! I heard it before I died.” Mother's mouth moved, but her voice was low and eerie.

“I have never killed anyone. I work honestly. You've misunderstood. “My heart trembled with fear. Made my body tremble like never before. The hair all over his body was unusually erect. From the nape of the neck down to the back

Ghost in my mother's body Crawled up onto the table and thrust his face towards me. I couldn't move again. Both legs were heavy as if they were weighed down by stones. Sweat flows from the face until it is soaked. I tried to close my eyes and look away with difficulty.

Everything was calm for a long time. When I opened my eyes I found He himself was on the work site 3 days before returning. I saw P'Phong. Dragging a large black bag, his face was neutral. I looked at those pictures as if I were watching a movie on a TV screen.

“Euan!! You can't be angry at me, you're not good. I didn't mean to, it slipped my mind." Phi Phong thought to himself. In front of the black bag in hand He placed it beside his body. Press your mobile phone to see the time. which was midnight The other technicians had all left work. Because tomorrow I have to collect a few more details. He picked up the pounding hammer that lay in the pile of tools in the corner of the room. Go up and smash the wall in the spot that needs to be fixed, where he will also bury Nuan's body in one fell swoop.

It was not unusual for there to be a loud banging sound on the wall. However, no one is interested. A hole in the wall was opened wide enough for a whole black bag to be stuffed into it. Then he noticed that the black bag started making noises. So he pulled out the pounding hammer in his hand and hit the opening of the bag hard to cause… complete death!

I was shocked by the picture I saw. And what about me? The picture continued. Until the time when I walked in Before I greet P'Phong...

"I'll plaster it up and make it beautiful, tight, so no one will know that I ever smashed it and fixed it. When you're done painting, take a picture and send it to me on Line. Anyway, today I'm going to make a reservation first. “My voice resounded in my own ears.

“I'm not dead yet. You ordered me to plaster it. I heard every word you commanded.” The female ghost's voice echoed in my ears with vengeance.

“I didn't know he was hiding your corpse, Nuan! If it's to atone for your sins, this time I'm going to take your corpse out. Make merit and dedicate it to me. I'm sorry, I don't know. “I dropped to my knees and clasped my hands together and begged for my life.

The picture in front of me cut again…..it was a picture of Phong preparing food in the workers' camp. Before taking out a packet of some kind of powdered medicine, sprinkle it on every dish he prepared.

“Euan has disappeared. You must be suspicious of me. Then no one will have to survive!” The sound in front of us disappeared!

Every action has a beginning……..