Bang Chan Red Lights Novels & Stories

As Dan meditated, he was unaware of the strange happenings in Mane’s room. A few rooms away there was something strange happening. A red light flickered occasionally through the gaps of the door to one of the rooms. This room was Mane’s room. The red light came from underneath Mane’s bed, and even shone brighter than the noonday sun when it appeared. And if anyone was here, they would be blinded by the red light. As for those who would have been able to handle such brightness, they would have no doubt been eager to see what was under the bed. And if they did look, they would see the source of the red light.

One of the shards flashes red for a second—faint but unmistakable. "We should head back now" Bianca suggests.

And a red light blinked to life. Recording.

Bryan's drone descended quickly, crashing to the ground with a thud. The dying lights flickered with an ominous red colour.

she deduced, her voice filled with a mix of excitement and caution. Ken nodded, his expression serious yet resolute. "Exactly. The red light is an indication that we are nearing our target, the devil we seek. It's a sign that we are on the right path," he elaborated, his voice filled with a newfound confidence. As they stood together, surrounded by the enigmatic glow of the den, Emilia couldn't help but feel a surge of determination coursing through her veins. The red beams of light symbolized the darkness they aimed to vanquish, the evil they sought to confront and overcome.

Then, she needed to rush home to feed Clover, who was surely waiting anxiously. Amidst the chaos, the traffic light ahead turned red for pedestrians. Calla glanced up and saw that this red light would last 95 seconds. It was rush hour, and the traffic was heavy. Though anxious, she had no choice but to stand there, waiting for the light to turn green.

The building's silhouettes suddenly became the dark night sky and the lights from their windows suddenly were twinkling. "Isn't that beautiful?" I asked when I saw a broken stoplight, the red light was blinking and the green and yellow once didn't seem to work. I thought it was aesthetically pleasing, under the gloom of the night, along the empty streets and silently passing cars. The slow blinking of that stop light seemed to harmonize with the quietness of the evening. I looked at Edgar and he was frowning at the stop light. "Pretty much could cause traffic, goodness, that should be fixed," he said and I rolled my eyes at him.

Bright blood red light surrounds us. “Not again.” Ruby murmurs. “One. Three to go. You are going to be glorious bait!” Crean almost sings when the light reaches the brightest point and the ground falls from under us.

It seemed Pete had better taste in things like this. “Are you frequent?” She asked while looking at the bar's interior. The lights were dim but bright enough to spot irregular activities but there were some tables with darker lights than the others. “Yes, my friend own this place. We come here to chill some weekends.” Amelia nodded, maybe she got him wrong. Maybe not. “Aren't you going to get me drinks?” Amelia asked. “What do you want?” “Tequila. Five bottles.” Pete smiled, “Okay.” Even though he wasn't going to get as much as that.

And then, the ice floats on the surface of the cup. When today is over whether I make it or not, I deserve a milk tea. 5:20 PM, the traffic light changed to green again for the nth time. The traffic light will change color from red to green, and vice versa. And different crowds would cross the pedestrian line. Vehicles from cars, motorcycles, and mountain bikes will pass by the pedestrian line. The city itself moved fast and slow, and I am still here waiting alone. It is not working. I’m not traveling back in time. Few more minutes until it turned dark and I went back home.