Someone asked, "Was that a ghost just now? ... Or… Human?"

No one uttered a word as if they were still reminiscing in shock.

Mike touched the sweat on his forehead. As he was still sober, he said to the crowd sternly.

"Shut up, of course it's a human. How can there be a ghost? It's just that this woman is too ugly."

Lynn grabbed a glass of wine and headed towards Mike.

"Mr. Luis is right. How can there be ghosts in this world? Of course I am human, but I have been disfigured since I was a child, so I look a little scary. Come on, it's boring...