Tonight's Dinner Is From My Dead Wife

"Caden, eat up. What are you gawking at?" The woman before me flashed me a smile, my name rolling off her tongue as she prompted me to eat.But I knew, without a doubt, that my wife, Mabel Kingsley, had passed away three months ago.We'd been married for five years and always lived in Ashdale. My wife died three months ago because of an accident.Her death had been too sudden for me to accept it. In my daze, I made a huge mistake at work and was laid off.I spent my days in a drunken haze after that.Just last month, I met my savior while I was out drinking. He'd heard about my circumstances and suggested a change of environment. With his recommendation, I became a truck driver for a truck fleet in Belford.After all, as a man who'd lost his wife, I could call anywhere home, and it wouldn't matter.I'd been on the road for a month. When I finally returned home, it was already late at night.With a push of my hand, the front door swung open, but what greeted me was a table full

It was already 8:00 pm when I met up with Tony.He was my saving grace, the one who'd hooked me up with the trucker job. We'd met over a month ago at a dinner party. A few party-goers had conspired to get him drunk.I couldn't stand their antics and downed a few drinks on his behalf, sparing him. When he sobered up, he thanked me for looking out for him.He hooked me up with a new job after hearing my story. Given that I'd moved to Belford without money or connections, he offered me a place to stay in his vacant apartment, which was the one I lived in now.He was always in a jovial mood when I saw him, but when he registered my arrival, he greeted me with a plain, "Hey."But the pleasantries didn't last. "I let you have the apartment for free, Caden. You could stay or leave for all I care, but why'd you go to the management complaining about ghosts? How the hell am I supposed to put that apartment up for lease after this?"I knew Tony was unhappy. It was all I could do to appease

I looked like a madman in the surveillance video, talking to thin air by myself and even fainting on the spot without any visible trigger.Even though Tony had seen quite a lot of things, he was still at a loss for words.The place was so quiet I could hear a pin drop. The clock continued ticking loudly on the wall, reminding me of the creaky sound of "Mabel's" joints last night, making my skin crawl.It was the middle of summer right now, but I could feel waves of cold air blowing around me. The scent of the amulet around my neck was faint, but even so, I didn't feel safe or secure at all."Let's call the police!" I exclaimed, gritting my teeth."You can't!" Tony said firmly. He gave me a look. "Did you really think that the police would believe your hocus-pocus? And on what grounds are you even calling the police?"I shuddered hard. This was something that I hadn't considered. What was the point of me calling the police with my current predicament like this?Was I expecting th

At the police station, I continued trying to prove that what I said was true."We did check your online order history and saw that you placed an order for fresh pig's blood, but the blood's been in your kitchen the entire time," the younger officer said, his sharp eyes boring into me like a hawk's."You keep saying that your wife turned into a ghost to get revenge on you. So, what did you do to her that made her want to do this?"I suddenly woke up from my daze, feeling as though someone was physically holding a hand against my throat. I couldn't say another word.I just lowered my head and deliberated for a long time. Finally, I admitted hoarsely that I'd probably just hallucinated everything after getting dead drunk and made a false police report after all. I also said that I was willing to bear the consequences.Half an hour later, Tony arrived at the police station. I didn't know what he told the officers. I could only see him apologizing profusely to them. Finally, he got me

"I didn't do anything to her! She just fell down the stairs by accident! How could she blame me for that!" I exclaimed under my breath, not daring to look up."Don't lie to me. Ghosts who turn into demons for revenge can never be reincarnated for the rest of their life. Nobody would ever choose to evolve into a demon if they weren't subjected to a great injustice!"Tony then turned to me and glared fiercely. "Ms. Lovell won't be able to help you at all if you refuse to speak the truth! But the demon already knows where you are tonight, and I bet she'll be coming for you again around midnight later!"It was already 11:30 pm at this point.I was so spooked that I immediately leaped to my feet, but my legs were so numb from kneeling that I fell back down again. Yet, I didn't feel the pain and only begged Heather repeatedly to help me.She shook her head. "You refused to tell the truth. According to the paranormal rules, my spirit has no right to interfere if you don't tell the truth.