My father-in-law, Fong, had passed away. His wife’s nephew, Seng, attended the funeral and volunteered for night watch. Seng grew tired as it got late into the night and he laid down to close his eyes for what seemed like a brief moment before opening them again. Suddenly, Seng saw Fong walk over, pressed his fingers on the back of Seng’s neck and said, “Son, wake up and go home, your wife has left you.” Seng shook himself awake, and he instantly had the family check the back of his neck to find white impressions of two fingers pinched into his skin. Later that day, Seng returned home and discovered that his wife ran away with another man.
Art by Bao Xiong