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A Chilling Night in Pattaya

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Photo by Hanny Naibaho on Unsplash

I think it was more than five years ago when my friends and I enjoyed our last night holiday in Pattaya, drinking and walking along the famous Thailand Pattaya Walking Street.

The three of us kept ourselves sober that night as our flights were quite early the next day. We had our supper and headed back to the hotel for a good night’s sleep.

I had a quick shower and was ready to sleep. That’s when the phone rang; it was the hotel room phone. I was puzzled, in the middle of the night, who could be calling me? I picked it up; it was my friend.

He asked, “Bro, can I come over to sleep?”

Me: “Hmmm… Okay, sure.”

I wondered why he wanted to come over to sleep. Then I opened the door for him to come in. When I saw him outside, I requested him to go back to his room to get his pillow as I needed both of mine to sleep. He said okay, but his expression looked weird.

He came back to my room. Before we went to sleep, I asked him, “Bro, why come over to sleep? Are you afraid of missing the flight?” He replied, “Hmmm, let me tell you tomorrow, bro.”

Oh no! I shouldn’t have asked; now I realized something chilling. There must be something inside his room. I kept thinking but still fell asleep later on.

Pillow of the Unseen

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