Chapter 91: Dead man walking (1)
“Is this… some kind of horror short story?”
I murmured as I put down the newspaper.
It was an utterly absurd tale. Not the kind of content one would expect to read at the beginning of a new year. If anything, it seemed like a nonsensical, implausible horror story. It was as if someone had mistakenly picked up a tale and decided to write about it.
“You could see it that way. It’s set more than ten years ago, after all.”
Liam Moore, who answered, quietly turned his attention back to his column, his eyes scanning each sentence.
“But in reality, back then, grave-robbing was quite frequent. It continued for years. Even when I was in school, there were gruesome rumours.”
“Corpses rising from their graves?”
“Exactly.”
Liam explained that this led people to bury bodies deeper and place coffins upside down.