A Story About a Dormitory Room That Was a Psychologically Defective Property... Or Rather, a Follow-Up.

The main story is here↓ [Playio] The story about the dormitory room I used to live in, which was psychologically defective. https://link.playio.co/h22275 I asked my mom about something that bothered me from the above. She said her memory was pretty hazy since it was a long time ago... (If you haven't read the main story yet, you probably won't understand this without reading that first.) Q. That stranger, did he really die there? A. Maybe it wasn't in that room. There's a possibility he drifted in from nearby. Q. It's not something you can prepare to pass on so quickly, right? A. The person who was protecting me at the time... seems to have acted first. It was my grandma who was there then lol "Huh... Was that person a spiritual medium or something?" "Yeah, yeah lol It seems like they persuaded him before I even noticed. So, all I did was give a little push at the end." In a way, a professional intervened 🤣