One of the disadvantages of being a ghost was the lack of resources for their kind. Unlike the living, they aren't able to feel anything like hunger, tiredness, and pain. As well as pleasure, fullness, relaxation, and comfort.
The Dead doesn't need anything so to find water was such an impossible thing to do.
Lucas shook his head, "There's no market that sells water. I have been in the five markets before and visited the three widest ghost market, but there was no such thing as selling water. There's no demand, so of course, there's no supply. We could only ask help from drenched ghost and give us drip by drip."
I scratched my head. Rica should have told us in advance this information so that before she left we should have gotten some water from her. Well, it was too late to regr
There was heavy pressure in the air as I walked along the corridor. Unlike before, when Lucas met every people and greeted him, no ghost was in sight. Lucas broke the silence. "Carl, what are you aiming for using the whole people at the mansion and spreading this rumor about the door to the afterlife? I can't believe you told them to search something fruitless." "Is it not entirely useless. Besides, this will give more hope to the dead who are roaming aimlessly without care. Who knows, maybe we will get something out of it. " Carl then turned to us. He spoke to Lucas, "You'll know the rest later. Sir Reynold will explain it to you. And also, the reports you asked for are here already." "You got the result?" Lucas asked with a hint of anticipation on his voice. "Yes, we did. It took quite a time. I bet you owe us again this time." "Don't worry. I always make sure to pay them." ??? What are they talking ab
The both of us turned to Lucas. "You may ask." Sir Reynold amiably replied. "Why I haven't seen Mr. Finch around here? I thought he moved here in City Z. When the ghost market in City C was toppled down by the grim reapers, he told me to meet him here. But I haven't seen him since then. Where is he?" Sir Reynold tilted his head. Another batch of ashes fell down. Seriously, Sir Reynold, please don't move much! "We don't plan to hide it from you. But Mr. Finch is being hunted by a certain grim reaper. We don't want him here because we are afraid he might get tracked here and the haunted mansion would get attacked. " "So...you guys kicked him out?" "We don't kick him out. We just told him he can't stay here until he resolved the matter himself." I was stunned. Ghost can be individually hunted down? "...Why? What did Mr. Finch do that made the grim reaper hunt him down..?" Sir Reynold and Lucas looked at me. "Because Mr. Finch is a broker." It was Lucas who answered. "Huh..?"
If the outside of the gate was crowded with many vendors. Inside, was a different world. There were many children running around. Some nuns were taking care of them or playing with them. It looked like a peaceful front yard where children would have picnics and have fun. Except that each child has a gun wound in their body. For a moment, I wondered what happened in this monastery for these children to have gun wounds on their chests. Were they massacred by madmen with guns? Just thinking of it was terrifying. Perhaps, it was better to have an accidental death, not a staged one. "Sister Nancy." Lucas greeted a certain nun who was leading a group of children around. Sister Nancy was a small nun in her middle ages. She was stunned to see Lucas. "Lucas!" She hugged Lucas and looked at him with longing eyes. "It has been so long, how are doing?" "I have been well. How about you, sister?" "Same as always. How long has it been since you last visited here? Three years? What have you b
Sister Nancy sighed heavily. "The hunted mansion is too much. They are using two young souls to risk their only essence left just for themselves."I looked at Sister Nancy. I suddenly remembered why Carl and Sir Reynold were having difficulties in buying water from the monastery. Was it because they don't approve of the hunted mansion's ways?Although I only met Sister Nancy so far, I have an inkling that might be the case.Lucas held Sister Nancy's hand. "Sister Nancy, you don't have to worry. We know what we are doing. Besides, you know the haunted mansion. They have ways to heal us in case something happened to us.""But your soul will get tainted. How could you go to the afterlife then?"I was stunned.Once the soul got tainted, they could not cross the bridge? Would the 'door to the afterlife' would not appear for them?"It's not entirely true, Sister. That idea only exists in theory." Lucas disagreed."And your confidence is not entirely a good thing as well. Besides, consuming
There was a long silence.Everyone looked at the back. Their eyes were on the two of us.I stared at Lucas in shock."O-one...t-thousand?" I whispered in a low voice. "Do we have that much money?""We don't.""...." Whattttt?Lucas then smirked seeing my comical expression, "But the hunted mansion has that much.""..."I could imagine Carl's dark face when he learned that we cost them a thousand just for a bucket of water.The fat man gritted his teeth at us. But he did not dare to bid more. Perhaps, spending a thousand tokens for a single bucket was something that Lucas could only do.The other patrons glanced at us curiously. They must be wondering where a big patron came from. I inched a bit away from Lucas. Look at him, not me. I am just a poor girl who was caught in this mess.The bucket of water was auctioned at a high price, naturally, the resident of the monastery was kind to us.After the auction, the priest, the man in charge of the auctioned house, invited us to his office
After I leave the hunted mansion, I walked on the way back to the hospital. I passed by the crossroad where I first met the ghost kid. There was still a bottle of flowers on the corner of the road. The flower had long ago wilted, and the candles were all melted and dirtied. I looked around to find the child, the kid was nowhere. I waited for a bit. In case the child finished playing or was done wandering outside and returned, I can meet him here. The Monastery accepted the children and take care of them without any fee. When I first become a ghost, I was very scared and frustrated. I don't understand many things and I am not aware that I am exposed to a lot of dangers. If I haven't met Lucas, perhaps I might still be wondering and might be caught in demon's traps or be captured by grim reapers. And that child was alone. He wondered outside where he could meet grim reapers and demons unknowingly anytime. It was dangerous to be outside alone. As a kind passerby, I could offer to
Seeing my expression, Lucas seemed to get an answer."Although it does look a bit scary, I am still in control. If you are afraid of me, you can keep your distance."I opened my mouth and was about to say something when Lucas turned his back on me. He seemed melancholy. My words were stuck in my throat."The mission tomorrow is important for the both of us. If we succeed, you can have enough tokens to fully investigate yourself. You would not need to hunt demons anymore." He then disappeared.I stared at the empty space where he had been for a while. And then my eyes turned wide.Was he telling me that tomorrow would be our last hunt?Why was he saying this all of a sudden?...Tomorrow arrives quickly.Lucas did not fetch me. I waited until noon but Lucas was still nowhere. I looked for him in the hospital but I can't see him. In the end, I came to the hunted mansion alone. When I arrived at Sir Reynold's office, I saw Lucas at the side of the room.My mouth twitched. This guy...I h
Lucas seemed to hear my thoughts. He handed me the water expressionlessly. "Soak yourself first. That Rica said she was spat out because she was dripping water, right? As long as you are wet, you are not in danger." I gritted my teeth and soak myself with water. If we succeed, this might be the last time I would hunt a demon! I encouraged myself as I was walking to my grave. Carl bid us good luck and went back to the jeep. I was very envious of him. If we could just change roles! However, I know that if Carl could hunt demons like me and Lucas, then there's no need for me. I took a deep breath and followed behind Lucas. The air was heavy and thick. I gnash my teeth as I endured the biting cold from the water and from the demon's aura that seeped through my soul. Lucas suddenly stopped. I stopped as well. We are only a few meters away from the warehouse. "...What's wrong?" Why did we stop? "....Shhh. Listen well." I follow Lucas' words and focused on my hearing. Then slo