It is not unusual for students to play some spooky games when bored and for a freshman in university, they never get boring. I have tried them all, the Ouija Board, whatever, you name it. No harm has come from playing these games until three of my roommates and I played a mysterious game in a dark room. The fifth person that mysteriously appeared. The sharp drip-drop of water. The large water stain on our dorm wall… No one from Room 308 is going to be spared. Fear of the unknown and tremors of precognition enshrouds us all. What are the continuous trickles of water? Are they the tears of the dead who yearns for life or the cries of unjust formed by the blood of spirits who have lost their voices?

At the mouth of an alley, that blind fortuneteller said to me, “You are destined to have a rough road of love. Your entire life will be intertwined with a man, and it will be impossible for you to acquire a peaceful end.” I shoved my leftover soda into his hands, dusted my ass, and left. “Hey, you haven’t paid!” The blind was still bellowing behind me at a distance. Are you kidding me? You didn't even work out whether I’m a man or a woman and you dare want money? I’m doing a good deed by not wrecking your stand. I'm now sitting at the train station, disheveled and empty-handed, with my face swelled up like a pig’s. I recall the blind fortune teller’s words and regret that I had blown him off with my leftover soda at the time. I should have given him some money. Unfortunately, I've been a fool until today. My life has been intertwined with a man all along, however I have yet to realize that nothing good will come of it in the end...