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It was a cloudy evening, it had just stopped raining an hour ago.

You could finally see people come out of their houses, some to get fresh air, some to go jogging or some to get groceries.

In conclusion it was a busy evening, everyone had something to do.

Amongst these people there was a certain woman who looked quite depressed.

She was a mess, her face was as dry as a piece of clothing that had been left out in the sun for to long.

Her hair were really disheveled you could see the knots from a mile away, she definitely hadn't combed or washed them for a while...no one would be surprised if there were insects inside it.

And let's not talk about her clothes, nobody could refute that they looked disgusting, they were filled with snot, puke that had dried on her shirt and who knows what kind of other filth.

Finally putting everything together with her smell...

It gave the most revolting feeling, if it had to be described with words, a smell of rotten onion with garlic and a mix of molded cheese would be perfect.

Despite her appearance, surprisingly no one noticed her, it was as if she was invisible in other people's eyes.

The most interesting thing was that while walking she kept tripping on everything and falling down so much that her knees were filled with bruises all over them, she kept getting back up and continue walking, it seemed like she was in a daze not aware of her own actions, it would make someone feel like insects were crawling on their back.

After a whlie she finally arrived at a bridge, it was just a normal bridge but at this moment it gave of a wierd vibe, maybe it was because no one was on the bridge expect the woman.

It wasn't clear.

She just stood there silently, doing nothing, it looked like was she waiting for someone.

All of this was seen by a handsome young man, named Noah, he had been following her from the moment she stepped out of the house, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a professional stalker seeing how good he was.

Slowly, without letting the woman know he got closer and said "Hello there Madam.

May I ask what your doing here?"

But she had no reaction, it was like for her Noah didn't exist.

"Madam?"

Maybe because he was really annoyed by her behaviour the next second he raised his hand and smacked the back of her head really hard.

Suddenly the woman came back to her senses, screaming in pain, finally said "What! Who hit me?! And where am I!"

"I'm sorry Madam but it was me, since you weren't responding I hit you." said the young man.

"Who are you?" asked the woman with a suspicious look in her eyes.

"I'm Noah." He said with a beautiful and enchanting smile while he formed a gorgeous crescent moon with his green almost golden eyes.

Seeing the handsome man in front of her, the woman looked at him in a daze for a moment but soon recovered and screamed "Where are we? Did you bring me here!"

"No I didn't.

And we are at the bridge which connects the town you live in with the main city."

The woman who already looked quite distressed suddenly became even more agitated and shouted "Why! Why! Why is this happening to me again!!" she started crying really hard and fell straight on the ground probably hurting her knees even further.

If someone had looked at this scene from a far they probably would have thought she had gone crazy, fortunately there was no one there.

She frantically stared wiping of the snot on her face with her t-shirt, and the already disgusting shirt because even more unbearable to look at since it was filled with more white.

And yellowish snot and the dried puke didn't make it better.

"Hey you! C-can you help me! Please I b-beg you!"

At this moment Noah suddenly smiled like everything was happening as he had predicted and said "Of course I can, but you do have to pay up."

"Ok! Just take everything you want! But please help me!"

screamed the woman.

"Great then I'll just take some money from your bank account after I'm done..." said Noah with a dazzling smile.

"Eh what did you say?" asked the women with a puzzled look, while the snot was running down her face.

The next second Noah extended his hand, touched the womans forehead, and after feeling dizzy for a few seconds he found himself in front of a unfamiliar house.

It looked quite old, the paint on the house was coming off, if you looked closely you could see holes on the wall which showed the inside of the house.

And to make it even better the windows were sealed shut with wood planks which weren't actually doing their job since some of them had fallen down.

Anyway in simpler terms it just looked a perfect ghost house for a perfect ghost family, isn't that great?

"Now I just have to find the Goush."

Like always he just had to find the monster.

This was like a loop since the day he was dragged into this world.

Usually after he finds the Goush, it would just magically disappear.

He never knew why this happened and he had never seen someone like himself.

He never tried to talk with people who had the same ability as him, he had always found them uncomfortable.

He couldn't even ask his parents since he was an orphan.

But one thing was sure he had to do something about these things, it was a wierd instinct.

Anyways,after observing the outside, Noah decided to go in the house.

Upon entering the house he found that unlike the front, the inside was actually well maintained, if a normal person were to come here they would feel like this place is really warm and beautiful.

But this wasn't the case for Noah, for him this place actually gave of a rather cold feeling, it was true that it was well maintained but it was to quite it felt like he was the only one in this house, it gave him an uneasy feeling.

He frowned and decided to go to the kitchen, where the first thing he did was check the newspaper on the table to see the date '17.06.1966'.

From 2034 to 1966 that was actually quite a big jump, just as he was about turn the page he suddenly heard someone say "You are here my son. Go call your dad, brother and wife to have dinner."

He was a little shocked, it was rare that he couldn't notice someone behind him since he was always on guard.

But he recovered easily and with a smile he said "Sure" and went out of the kitchen.

'It seems like I have became one of the people who was involved with the ghost like always.

Now I just need to know who it is.' thought Noah to himself.

First he went to the brothers room on the first floor he had seen while going to kitchen.

How did he know it was the brothers room?

Because on the door was a board on which was written 'The younger son's room.'

He decided to knock on the door but no one answered, annoyed, Noah knocked harder and heard someone say "Ugh stop knocking, I'm busy right now! I'll have dinner later!"

Not liking how the boy responded Noah kicked the door and went to the second floor.

The second floor was weird, all the rooms were in a Horizontal line expect for the one at the end of the hallway and next to it was a broken pot, it seemed like the pot was there for a while since the flower was fully withered. 

This unique scene peaked Noah's interest, it was unexpected, in a house were everything was clean having a broken pot was suspicious.

After pondering about it for a moment Noah decided to go in the room.

The second he opened the room he smelled a strong stretch of blood coming from it.

It was so nauseating that Noah wanted to puke but he held it together and put a cloth on his nose.

"What the hell did they do in this room..."

Right now the scene in front of Noah was quite hard to swallow, the room was filled with weapons knives, whips, a brazen bull, a breaking wheel and other stuff like that.

Fortunately most of them seemed unused but some had blood dried on them...it was definitely a torture room.

Noah felt revolting, he broke out in a cold sweat but still continued check the room.

The floor was filled with dried blood, someone probably had tried to clean it but it seemed they gave up midway because there was to much, occasionally you could even find some hair or finger nails on the floor.

Excluding the weapons and the blood, the room was actually pretty normal, on the side there was a bookshelf filled with encyclopedias and accounting books but they probably weren't used for a while since they were filled with dust.

On the other side there was a wardrobe, it was filled with old newspapers and stuff that was definitely not used anymore.

In the end Noah didn't find anything useful in the room expect for the fact that a psycho lived in the house.

"What are you doing here?"

Shocked by the sudden voice Noah almost screamed, it was to weird he should have heard this old man coming but he didn't, it was too puzzling.

'How are they doing this! First the mother and now the father! It's as if they don't have any presence...

Let's calm down I can't panic because of something like this.'

Thought Noah to himself.

"Sorry father, I thought someone had snuck in." said Noah trying calm the situation as soon as possible.

"..."

He didn't speak, he just looked at Noah silently with his eyes fully open not blinking once, it was so nerve-wracking that Noah started sweating again but of course he didn't let that show.

Finally after a while the old man said "Mh, ok let's go eat dinner everyone is waiting down stairs."

"Yes"

Noah silently followed the guy to the kitchen where he saw everyone sitting on the table waiting for him and old man, so he decided to sit at the only place left.

The first thing he noticed was how skinny the mother was, he hadn't observed her before because he left in a hurry, but now it was obvious, she was malnourished, you could easily she all of here bones, she looked like a dried tree.

Her hair were falling off, at some sides you could even see her scalp because she didn't have any hair there.

Her lips were dried as a leaf like she hadn't drunken water for ages.

She looked like a corpse that was actually moving and talking.

Noah was quite astonished because in the photo on the wall she didn't look like that, she was way younger and happier, but now she looked like a flower that withered without even leaving it's roots.

The wife wasn't any different, but at least she did look more alive. 

On the contrary the men in this house were quite well feed, if someone had to distinguish them between pigs it would be quite hard.

During the dinner Noah noticed that his 'wife' was trembling, she seemed to be scared of the younger brother.

He wanted ask why she was trembling but decided to let it go, he didn't want to create a scene since it would have been hard to resolve.

This was something that had already happened in the past, doing something now wouldn't have changed anything.

After finishing the non edible dinner Noah prepared himself to go to sleep.

It was not edible because the soup prepared was more like slime that had expired.

Before going to sleep he checked if there was something suspicious in the room but he found nothing, so in the end after waiting for his 'wife' who never came he decided to go to sleep.

He was nervous and scared because he still didn't find the Goush, normally by now he would have already found it.

In the end the stress caught up to him and before he knew it his eyelids closed.