C41 There Was Someone in the House

Looking at the dark handprint on my wrist, I was dumbfounded. Could it be that everything that I encountered just now was real?

The naked handprint on my wrist and the bone-chilling cold air confirmed that I was indeed pulled by a ghost. However, I could not figure out how I was able to return from the mass grave to the hospital bed in the blink of an eye.

Unable to figure it out