When Chaos Comes

What is a ghost? I probably don't know this either. Maybe there are things we can't see that can see us and then disappear when we notice them. Maybe it was just a thought in my head, running around in my head, but what was that thought? I can't figure it out, I can't understand it. I haven't seen a ghost, but I know it's there. Why? Just like when you see a lamp, you think of light. For me, when I see a place, I know it will be there. But I've never seen them. However, I have never seen them, maybe they have no existence that I can observe. I don't know, when I was little, before going to bed at night, darkness often enveloped me like a thick fog, wrapping me up. I stared at the dark swamp, waiting for something to come out. Maybe when something does show up, my joy will outweigh my panic. But not once, no one came. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.