It's a short story that I wrote myself to pass the time.

The Meblite

The time when I couldn't think of a script.

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The Meblite

Please.

Several days ago an envelope arrived in the mailbox in front of my house. I opened it to read and saw very poor handwriting. write with pencil In it it is written: “Please, Your Highness, if you still think that this person still exists. Please come to me. At the abandoned building next to your alley.” I thought, but this must definitely be someone lost in the past, so I didn't care. It must have been a chain of pranksters.

Since then I have received letters like this on a daily basis. So I firmly decided to go to the address in the letter.

Just step into this room. I could feel the musty smell. A fishy smell permeated the area. There was mist rising continuously. Suddenly, there was a downpour of rain. The sound of thunder rumbling from time to time. Strong wind like a storm The branches of the nearby large trees were broken by the gusts of wind. The atmosphere at that time became cold. Suddenly the lights in the room flickered, flickering on and off, eerie and frightening.

I felt a chill run down my spine as if someone was staring at me without batting an eye. I walked up to a wooden door that had blood scratched by my fingernails. I felt the eyes staring at me become even more fierce and murderous. Flash! Suddenly the light in the room went out. Out of fear, I decided to open the door and hide.

The room was very dark, with only a faint glimmer of moonlight leaking in. There was a man with a skinny, corpse-like body tied to an old wooden chair. My heart started pounding faster and louder. It sounded deafening to my ears. Aed! Bang! The sound of the door I just opened slamming shut with a bang!

I turned around and saw no one, so I realized that it had turned off by itself. I was flustered and saw blood stains on the floor. It saw fresh blood from when I touched it and it was still liquid. I was frightened, so I ran and hid behind an old wooden box. No! I closed my eyes when I felt a long, cold hand rest on my shoulder.

My body trembled. I processed my thoughts for a moment before running away from it. Thinking of this, I immediately rushed out. What was noticeable was that I was running in place. The hand on my shoulder began clawing at me until my blood was flowing. In pain, I jerked away to free his hand.

I could see its body indicating that it was a female ghost. Its body was similar to that of a normal woman, with a narrow waist and wearing a dark green loincloth. The chest was covered with a torn, blood-stained red cloth. There was a tear on its stomach, allowing me to see its twisted stomach and intestines. Another disgusting specimen that made me nauseous was the fact that it had young children. Its eyes were not deep.

The eyes were like normal people's except that they had smaller pupils. The area around the whites of his eyes were full of blood capillaries, and his blood-red eyes immediately looked fierce. The capillaries along the periphery spread out throughout the radius. The whites of its eyes were clearly covered with red blood vessels. It stepped on its feet towards me and strangled me.

I tried to fight as hard as I could. but never escaped its reach. It made me sit on that wooden box. I was stunned and trembling, thinking why didn't I just pass out?

Then, the ancient female ghost walked towards the corpse of a man who was pinned to a chair. It grabbed the corpse's arm and pulled it out, easily tearing the flesh and eating it. I saw that I had an opportunity and jumped out of the wooden box. I couldn't! He saw the event that I had already thought in my heart that I would die. Crank!

I dropped a short iron rod that was on top of a wooden box. The ghost that was tearing up the flesh of its victims turned and turned towards me. Its eyes were frightened. He left the arm of a corpse that had been torn apart and walked towards me.

“Your Majesty, you have returned to this young lady...I promise that I will take good care of you. Please stay with me and our child, sir,” it said.

“What kind of monk?

“Have you forgotten me...forgot our child?” he asked. I saw his tears flowing into blood.

“Our child,” he hissed, his eyes popping out of their sockets and held only by nerves. Her baby bounced out of her stomach. It screams loudly and is annoying. I didn't know what to do, so I squeezed my head with my hands, thinking that I must be dreaming.

“I don't know, I don't know anything at all...help! Someone help me!” I shouted for help but there was no sign of life.

“You must stay with me. and love only me Scream!!!!!” It roared and grabbed its baby that was hanging by the placenta, squeezing it until the baby's brains were overflowing and stuffing it into its stomach as before. I cried, but I couldn't erase the cold feeling that ran down my spine. It walked towards me, its guts gushing out, and its crimson blood spurting out.

He stuffed his guts into my mouth so I wouldn't make a sound. I feel awkward. My stomach is upset and I'm about to vomit. It held me with one arm and the other grabbed the lid of the box I was sitting in. Opening it was a cloud of dust that forced me to close my eyes. I smelled a rotten and fishy smell coming from that box. I opened my eyes to find that it was not a box, but rather that ghost's coffin –

It grabbed me, stuffed me in, and nailed it shut so I couldn't get out. Inside the coffin it was very cramped. My body is trembling. The inside of the coffin started to get colder and colder! I turned to look next to me, where the corpse of that ghost was lying. I held incense sticks and flowers in my hands. I was startled. A cockroach suddenly flew and clung to my arm, causing a wound! The corpse opened its mouth and used its long tongue to eat the cockroach. No! I close my eyes

Suddenly I felt something cold touch my leg. I slowly opened my eyes to look at my leg! The corpse's leg moved to touch my leg. I quickly turned around dejectedly. As soon as I turned to look again, it opened its eyes.

“You must stay with me. And love me, even this one person only Hehehehehehe.” The corpse grinned and disappeared. I heaved a sigh of relief and pounded on the coffin with all my might, but it was no use. The coffin was very hard. I lay still and concentrated before looking for a way out – I felt a shiver up my spine again. Hehe!

I was stunned and horrified by what had happened. The female ghost was hunched over me and in its sights was about to take my life. He used his hand to grab me and open my mouth. and often let its blood fill my mouth

No! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I screamed as loud as I could and fainted.

In the morning I woke up and slept in a coffin in an abandoned building. I didn't see the woman's corpse. There was only me sleeping in the coffin. Thump! Thump! I smashed the coffin to make it fall apart.

“I'll help you soon,” an old man in his 60s said, offering to help. Then he pried open the coffin lid and saved my life just in time.

From asking this uncle, he is an undertaker who lives at a temple near me. Then I waved goodbye to him and headed home. The next day, the girl's voice was heard crying every day after midnight. Soon after, an exorcist was brought in to exorcise the ghost and destroy the building. From that day onwards, no one heard that sound again...