"Did she see something standing beside the bed, or did she just feel that something was there?"
"Well, I'm not really sure. I didn't ask her in detail at the time. Back then, I still thought the problem might be with her health. Maybe she was a little... My wife even asked me if it was my father and my older brother... She used to say things like that all the time. Later, I asked her, and she said it wasn't Dad or my older brother. It was something else. But she couldn't explain exactly what it was."
"You mentioned that you took her to your home."
"That's right. After she came to stay with us, she stayed for a few days, but she was still... How do I put it? She was afraid, but couldn't explain what she was afraid of. My wife took her to the hospital again, but the tests showed nothing wrong. She couldn't sleep well at night. My wife shared a bed with her, and my son slept with me. Mom didn't tell me herself; my wife did. She said Mom seemed not to have slept at all the entire night. She wasn't tossing and turning. It was just that her body seemed tense, like she hadn't slept. We had no idea what was going on. When we asked her, she didn't really want to answer. A few days later, she insisted on going home again. I... Sigh... At the time, I really had no idea what was wrong with her. Maybe it was just old age... I was planning to take her to see a specialist. After she went back home, I often stopped by after work to check on her and called her. She wouldn't tell me anything. Then the police called me..."