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Do I hear a woman screaming again? Or am I paranoid?
Some energy pushes us down hard. We scramble back until our
backs hit the wall. My hand bumps into a rusty joss-stick pot filled
with ash, which is located under the shelf. At that moment, I realize
that something bad happened in this room and the joss-stick was
surely an offering for the burned woman. Tod angrily grabs the pot
from my hand and rises. He fills his hand with the ash.

“I’ve had enough!” he shouts furiously and throws the ash at
the wall. “Come on out! I’m not scared of you.” To my horror, instead
of the ash spreading all over the wall, I see that there is a space in
the middle of the ash staining the wall. It is the shape of the woman.
Suddenly, the light bulb explodes. Tod turns on the flashlight on his
phone and shines the light around the room.

“Come on out! Do you think I’m scared?” Tod sneers.
As he turns right, the woman is standing right before his
face. He freezes. I feel rooted to the floor. Tod is pushed down on
to his knee. The ghost leans over him menacingly. She rasps out,
“You have to pay for the crime of Jone. He burned me to death,
without mercy. Until now he has never been punished! A life for a
life! He has to pay!”
“Who is Jone, Tod?” I ask confusingly.

“That’s my, that’s my dad's name,” he stammers, looking
stunned and miserably frightened.
At that moment the woman pulls Tod into the air by his hair.
Tod starts to scream.