During the day, I work as a social worker on the subway, and at night, I run a grocery store that only picks up the souls of the dead. A female ghost from the Republic of China floated in on a rainy night. There were pins hidden in her bun. She had her hair pulled out and waited for fifty-eight years to get an empty comb...
Unit stories, urban ghost stories, supernatural thrillers, for the faint of heart!
