I Used Hearing Aids to Suppress the Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts

Before Grandma died, she pressed a pair of hearing aids into my hands.

“Put them on when you can hear again.”

After my surgery, I put on the hearing aids, only to hear the cries of the child who had died next door.

In the dead of night, I heard fingernails scraping against the window glass. Terrified, I curled up in a corner.

“Don’t be afraid. We’ve just been hungry for too long.”

The procession of a hundred ghosts stopped outside my window.

“Huh? This living person… can they hear us?”