Beveled Building Dormitory, Stair Corner Room Broken Elbow (4)

: Part 4, 💨 the peak, "rites of belief and incense smoke."

After I got on the lights until the room was lit and I finished calling my friends, tired and exhausted all day, I decided to leave the lights on. 💤

In the morning, my friend immediately came to the dormitory, because our mother was Islamic, so I didn't know the customs or how to handle it on the Buddhist side. What to do if I find a mystery or such a strong person? My friend is a Buddhist, so help me.

My friend started the hymn and asked for a formal residence according to the Buddhist faith so that I could live happily. When the hymn was done, the friend walked and embroidered the incense next to the makeup table. The position of the table was located right next to the door of the room. But when I pulled my hand out of the incense, the thing that made my mother, my friends and everyone in the room that day hang out and get goosebumps at the same time without an appointment was 🥹

"All the incense smoke hit a long line and went out through the door."

Usually when we light incense, the smoke must be distracted into the air without direction, right? But all the incense smoke is pulled straight through the door, plummeting through the corner of the stairs, breaking the elbow outside.

The atmosphere was quiet, unspeakable, like the mystery that lay on my arm last night, or the energy on the third staircase, he knew and came to receive this incense smoke straight in front of his eyes.

# Horror narrative # Ghost story # Haunting story # Hairy experience # Dormitory