She went to a temple to pray for a good-luck charm, only to have a ghost come calling to repay her kindness because she had buried a bone. She had never been afraid of ghosts. After all, she was a materialist. Her mother told her not to point a mirror at the bed, but she laughed and said her mother was superstitious, paying it no mind. That was until one night, when she felt a little pressure on her chest. She opened her eyes and saw a tall figure sitting beside the bed. She jolted in fright and instinctively grabbed a pillow and threw it at him. The pillow passed right through the man's body and fell to the floor. At the sound, the seated man slowly turned his head. No, his head rotated a full 180 degrees, scaring her so badly that...
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