-------Note, this entire entry takes place outside of US so not written in English, supposedly------
"A foreign female patient is staying with us for a month, she's on her way to our house from the airport and does not wish to be seen...so. Go to your room."
My mom commanded as she lit candles and set them high on the book shelf. The eerie flames flickered casting long dancing shadows on the walls. The damn typhoon blasted out our electricity.
I think it was around 3AM or 4AM. The heat was unbearable. My room was practically a candle lit sauna. I tossed and turned...then suddenly.
You know one of them creepy, slightly opaque glass door, t