"Those dead spirits are out for revenge because people did not leave their bodies up to proper rest. In order to relieve the spirits from their miseries the spirits have to have their bodies rest properly and you don't want to know how many unresolved crimes and unattended dead bodies lay in Thailand", Pharan spoke calmly as he looked at you kneeling infront of him, hands clasped in desperation. It would have been a lie if he had told you he had never seen someone who could actively see the revengeful spirits but it wouldn't have been a lie if he said that this was the first time he had seen such a severe case like this.

Your mother had died at a relatively young age after suffering childbed fever from the birth of her second still born child, but you had remembered the last words that she had said to you before she closed her eyes for eternity. "There is a shaman and his grandson living in the village north to the mountains, if you ever face any problem in your life related to the paranormal, always rush to him", and you did exactly that before you moved out to Bangkok to pursue a higher degree in fine arts.

You always had a seventh sense of seeing revengeful spirits, either when you were awake or when you were asleep but it had turned worser after your 18th birthday where a spirit tried to attack you out of spite, wanting to claim your spirit so that you could never celebrate your nineteenth birthday. Things were getting way worser for you when you remembered your mother's dying last words. The shaman. The grandson. And the next day you set out to find them but fate had been playing a different game altogether.

After an uneventful and chaotic bus ride you reach the shaman's village, just to know that the old man had died 5 years ago and now it was his grandson carrying the legacy. But should you trust a 24 year old man who had been practicing shamanism for only 4 years? Only time would tell and soon you found yourself kneeling and clasping your hands in desperation. "I can't use the spirit blocking charm, I want to see my mom's spirit", you quietly spoke as you looked at him sigh. It was not going to be an easy task, he thought.

"Then what do you want from me? You don't want the spirit blocking charm neither the amulets you wear work. What should I do? Go free the spirits from their miseries? I don't do that, but even if I do, there are THOUSANDS and THOUSANDS of unclaimed unproper burials and murdered people", his calm voice rose slightly as his pace on the rosary beads become quicker.