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"...I saw my dad lying in bed, completely motionless, facing the wall, with just a blanket over him..."
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"He didn't make much noise when he spoke. The problem was still with his father."
"Mm."
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"...Come on in. You have no idea, our old Duan..."
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"That old woman's voice..."
"What about it?"
"Don't you think it sounds a little ethereal? Not as badly as the old man's, but still a bit off. And there's some static in the recording."
"I didn't notice."
"Hmm..."
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"...rustle... Why are the curtains drawn?... rustle..."
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"The insects are louder, and there's even more static. How are you going to deal with that corpse? That should be the source, right?"
"Let's talk to them first. If the two of them can remember that they're dead, the corpse won't be a problem. If they can't, we'll have to take action."
"Fine. Then I guess you don't need me anymore. Oh... Ah, right. What if they never realize it? Could they just keep living like this forever?"
"You heard the insects, didn't you?"
"Huh?"
"They'll realize something's wrong sooner or later. But by then, who knows what state their souls will be in."
"What do you mean? Ling, explain yourself. I'm not a professional like you people."
"Ling means that ghosts gradually change in temperament, and they're even more likely than the living to undergo drastic changes. The longer they stay in this world, the more likely they are to lose control. In the end, all that remains of their consciousness is a single, simple obsession."
"Like those evil ghosts?"
"Yes. They'll all become evil ghosts eventually."
"...Will that happen to us after we die, too?"
"Can't you think of something more positive? Maybe we'll have a