Amateur Detective Files On Paranormal Encounters

Uninvited Guest

“Why would the zombies be waiting for this person?”

Taking a sideways glance at the man as they continued running, Duncan wondered what was so special about this man that made him different from the others.

Following that train of thought, Duncan also looked at the zombies still chasing behind them and thought to himself, “Maybe that is not the answer I should be asking.”

“Maybe the answer is: what makes these people who were brought into this ghost realm different from me?”

“If I ask this question, then the answer is actually simple... I’m an intruder.”

“If I look at this from a different perspective and treat the ghost realm as an event center where a party is being hosted, then those people that went missing are invited guests, while I am simply a party crasher.”

“Since the beginning, it wasn’t the ghost realm that dragged me here—I simply stumbled in here by myself; so, if I remove myself from the equation, things become much simpler.”

Once Duncan’s mind came up with this hypothesis, he didn’t let go and continued to speculate based on the idea that he was a stowaway on this train.

Next, all he had to do was assume that he had entered this place in the normal manner, and maybe he could figure out what he was missing.

“If I had entered here normally, the first-case scenario is that I could’ve either ended up like the first body I dug up from the grave—trapped inside the earth with nowhere to go and driven mad by fear and anxiety until I died in despair, at which point my body would be possessed by ghosts and I turned into a zombie.”

“Or, I could’ve appeared on the surface like this person, probably surrounded by zombies and likely captured.”

Duncan felt that this hypothesis was likely to be very accurate.

There was no need to doubt the first-case scenario since he had witnessed it firsthand.

As for the second, he simply guessed it based on what the other man had told him, with one little difference from his account: which is that instead of being eaten, Duncan would be captured by the zombies.

Contrary to popular belief, zombies did not subsist by consuming flesh... they were not living creatures in need of sustenance.

What they needed was life force, not as food, but rather as a catalyst for creating more ghostly energy.

When a zombie attacks a living creature, they become infected by their zombie energy—an energy extremely similar to ghostly energy—and much like in the same way a person who is possessed by a ghost experiences it, their life force is corroded by the energy and they become weakened and eventually die, at which point the zombie energy transforms the victim into a new zombie.

In cases like this, when one person is bitten, if they are not treated in time, just that one person alone is enough to trigger a catastrophic zombie outbreak that is enough to sweep through an entire country in hours if measures are not taken on time to prevent it.

That is why Duncan was terrified when he had seen so many zombies gathered outside the one exit that could lead to the outside world.

With the sheer number of zombies gathered in this realm, should they enter into the main world, only God knows the magnitude of untold horrors they would unleash onto the world.

Only, now Duncan was beginning to suspect why none of the zombies had gone out when they were all gathered there in such great numbers.

After accumulating for so long, surely their numbers were enough already to bring devastation to the entire world, so why didn’t they?

Why were none of them stepping through the exit... unless they can’t!

As soon as Duncan thought about this, there was a subtle flash of inspiration that swept through his mind—a guess that could potentially explain why the zombies hadn’t, or couldn’t, invade the main world.

But he couldn’t prove this without endangering himself, which was something he wouldn’t do.

Fortunately, there was another person whom Duncan was willing to use to verify his guess, who was running right beside him.

So, without hesitation, Duncan finally turned to the other man and spoke to him.

“Hey, you.”

Huh!

Hearing Duncan suddenly speak, the man, who had been trying his best to keep up with him, became startled and almost stumbled to the ground.

Catching himself in time and managing to regain his balance and continue running, the other man finally responded, “Are you talking to me?”

Duncan said, “Yes, I am talking to you. So tell me, what is your name?”

“Grant,” the man answered, a bit of dissatisfaction in his voice.

“My name is Grant.”

“Okay Grant, listen to me very carefully,” Duncan began.

“You see those creatures that are chasing us? Those are zombies. Although they are not commonly seen, you have to believe when I say this: zombies exist, and not just them but also ghosts, and we are currently in a world filled with these ghosts and zombies.”

“Are you following me so far?”

Grant nodded his head, showing that he understood. He didn’t show much doubt about what Duncan said, looking as if the idea that ghosts and zombies existed in this world was not so hard to believe at all.

And indeed, it wasn’t.

The world Duncan and Grant lived in, while looking ordinary, was closely intertwined with the supernatural; and while it wasn’t common to encounter them on a regular basis, normal people weren’t completely ignorant of their existence.

Common superstitions like ghosts and curses were popular in this world, and mystics, fortune tellers, and exorcists claiming to have supernatural powers were a dime a dozen in the main world.

Although most common people had seen no proof of the existence of the supernatural, many simply chose to believe, as it was better to do so and be cautious in everyday life than to not and live completely in ignorance.

As such, when people heard an ordinary street had people disappearing and was cursed without any evidence proving the claim, many decided to simply avoid the street altogether rather than risk being affected by whatever curse was plaguing it.