Help! There is a ghost chasing me! A young girl suddenly cried to me for help.
I saw a tall person wearing a cape and hood pursuing her. It indeed seem to have malicious intentions. As a result, I lifted a hand to help, and began to scuffle with that “ghost.”
Amidst the confusion, I threw its hood off, revealing the same face as the young woman. It did not seem to fit on the large and tall body. Surprised, I called for the girl to help me fight this ghost.
The girl had two weapons: a long sword and a dagger about the size of a key. Yet, calling them swords also did not fit because they only had the forms of one and not its details. They were like pieces of iron cut out of the outline of a sword.
I held the ghost and told the girl to stab it with her dagger. The girl did as I told and stabbed the ghost’s neck. I don’t think the dagger went deep enough. So, I pushed it into the ghost’s neck with my thumb until its blade went all the way in. The ghost’s strength was diminished quite a bit after that. I yelled, “Cut off its head!” and then immediately ducked. The girl swung her long sword and the ghost’s head rolled onto the ground. It died and no longer struggled. However, its body did not fall.
I thought for a bit and told the girl that there was a restaurant ahead. Inside it, there was a restroom that should be suitable to place this ghost. We could go there and take a look first.
At this moment, the headless body spoke, saying that it also wanted to come along and take a look.
“No,” I said, “You don’t even have a head. How do you expect to look. Furthermore, you will scare the customers away looking like this.”
The ghost insisted. After all, it was its final resting place.
“Fine. If you really want to see it, I will take picture with my cell phone and bring it over to your head for you to see it.”
The ghost agreed.
I went with the girl to the restaurant. It was similar to a Friday’s with its American town style. We entered the restroom and found it be surprisingly spacious inside. It was almost bigger than the dining space, and used wood for its main decorative material. Its visual and tactile sensations were very warm. There were even many people gathered inside and talking. I invited everyone to take a picture together. Everyone happily complied and found their own position, like a family taking a photo together. In a joyful atmosphere, everyone changed their positions and took two or three different views. I hoped that I could take a good picture, so that the ghost could get a good understanding of the bathroom through it.