FIVE DAYS LATER
“I don’t feel like leaving anymore,” said Max as he relaxes under a palm tree.
Jasmine was laying on a pale wood sofa beside Max’s. She never thought Max could ever think of loving the villages for the souls of humans that have found rest. Days ago, he has been pestering Azulu who was in charge of the rest of the souls to help solve the puzzle on how to get their asses out of the land of the dead. Jasmine cast a side gaze at Max and asked sternly, “Why do you suddenly like this place?”
Max quickly pulls himself up. Leaning on the edge of the pale wood sofa, he spoke in a soft voice. “Look around my darling wife…” Pausing for a second, he took a deep breath and continued. “It has been peaceful and safe since we got to this village. No whisperer, no ghost-banshee, and no b
