I Screamed Thinking It Was a Ghost, But the Ghost Screamed Too
A person exploring a haunted house encounters a ghost waiting for a century to fulfill a promise made during Korea's colonial occupation.
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After screaming back and forth, our eyes met, and things became a bit awkward.
"Are you human?" "No, I'm a ghost. Why are you here?" "Well, it's more like a haunted house exploration..."
Perhaps living is all the same, whether you're human or ghost.
That was the thought that came to me upon seeing a grain of rice stuck to the corner of the ghost's mouth.
A grain of rice—this ghost seemed to be diligently eating the memorial offerings.
"It seems you have family performing rites for you, so why are you here instead of at your family's home?"
The ghost spoke. "I'm waiting for someone."
The ghost gazed at the night sky as if recalling days gone by.
"It was a hundred years ago, when I was alive."
October 1st, 1910—from this day on, the Japanese Government-General of Chosŏn took over the administration.
The streets were filled with the weeping of the masses, and men of learning embraced darkness and shame, raising their voices through self-sacrifice.
The ghost had made one promise with them: that he would kill Terauchi Masatake. So he waited.
"But didn't that man already pass away in 1913?"
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