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That night, "Science," a late-night shift ground worker, was walking neatly around the gate area on the east side, a temporarily closed zone; the lights lit only some points, making the long corridor seem endless.

As he was about to turn around, he heard a "deep voice...Deep...Deep..."It's like a luggage dragger coming along a sliding that's already stopped working.

Wit frowned. "Who is it? This is closed!" he shouted.

He saw the tall, sheer figure of a man in a dark suit, standing with his back at the end of the scroll. In an old leather suitcase mobile, the dim light made the man's shadow look strangely flashed. The science rushed in to inform him that the area was not allowed in.

"Sorry, Mr. Suvarnabhumi, this zone is closed..."

The man slowly turned around, but instead of a normal face, the science saw only emptiness, eyes without eyeballs, only a deep, completely black hole, and a musty smell like damp soil, violently kicking his nose.

"The Machine...Out...Not yet..."The voice was hoarse, not out of the mouth, but in the science's head.

The man began to drag the bag closer and closer. The sound of the wheel hitting the floor shook like lightning. "Flutter! Flutter!" Suddenly, the whole hallway lights went out! The man closed his eyes, praying every conceivable chapter. When the lights were on again...Everything returned to quiet, no man in a suit, no suitcase, and no musty smell.

The next day, Wit told the chief, the chief gently whispered, "There was a heart attack passenger waiting to board, and there he was still waiting for the flight to take him home."# Trending # theghostradio # Tell a ghost story# Ghost story