The Ghostly Encounter During the Pandemic

It was the year 2021, and the pandemic had caused chaos in everyone’s lives. As a student in my second year of university, I was stuck on campus for two weeks when the school shut down. I had forgotten to buy cigarettes, and due to the strict patrolling, it was impossible to sneak out. However, the demand for cigarettes had skyrocketed, and I saw an opportunity to make some money. I made a deal with a woman from a nearby grocery store to bring me 20 packs of cigarettes at a designated spot near the school’s eastern gate.

It was a rainy and sultry evening when I set out to meet the woman. The streets were empty, and the only sound was the rain falling on the pavement. I quickly made the deal, but as I turned around, I saw a shadowy figure about 30 meters away. As I got closer, I realized it was a woman with untidy hair, but her features were unclear. I greeted her, but she didn’t respond, and I had the eerie feeling that she was staring at me. I tried to engage her in conversation, but she remained silent.

Suddenly, I felt a chill run down my spine, and the feeling that she was a ghost overwhelmed me. I wanted to scream but couldn’t. I ran away in terror until I reached the safety of the school playground. I shared my experience with my roommates, but they dismissed it as a joke.

The next day, I woke up with swollen, bloodshot eyes and cracked lips, and I felt exhausted. I asked my teacher for a few days’ leave, and when he saw my condition, he took me to the school clinic. The doctor noted my pale complexion and swollen eyes, and my teacher became concerned. I shared my story with him, but he didn’t believe me until he saw the surveillance footage from that day. The footage showed me talking into thin air, and there was no woman in front of me.

Feeling desperate, I shared my experience with my father, who believed in the paranormal. He took me to a temple and let me lay on the ground while monks chanted. I heard them say, “The soul comes back to his body,” and then I blacked out. When I woke up the next morning, I felt better, and my father gave me some yellow spells to eat for seven days.

As I ate the yellow spells, I felt my strength return. My father gave me a jade to wear around my neck and told me never to forget what had happened. He never revealed to me what happened that night, but I knew it was something supernatural. From that day on, I became more cautious about venturing out alone at night.