The Unseeable Page #3

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Let me go!

Get out!

Let me go!

Get out!

Nualjan, let's go find something to eat.

Hey where're you going?

What happened?

Tell me what happened!

I'm going home.

I can't stand this place any longer.

Calm down. Don't be too rash.

Calm down.

You can tell me what happened.

Let me go!

Please! Please! Stay here and keep me

company.

Nualjan, please. Let me get that.

I'm looking for my husband, not for company.

I don't want any company.

What's the matter?

Nualjan, sit down first.

Is it your labor?

Breathe, Nualjan.

Breathe!

Push! Push!

A little more.

Breathe!

Just a little more.

Breath Nualjan, breathe.

Good, this is good.

Whose beautiful baby is this?

I didn't know you're such a good midwife.

I'm not bragging,

but I've had so much experience...

delivering puppies. You're my first human

case.

Choy...

Thank you so much.

Without you I couldn't have made it.

Sorry I spoke harshly to you earlier.

I haven't...

Forget it.

But now that you have a baby...

you aren't thinking about moving out, are you?

Take a rest.

I'll take care of the baby's umbilical cord.

Where are you dumping it?

You can't just dump it.

Old people say that...

you have to put a baby's umbilical cord in an

urn and bury it.

If you throw it away...

the gut-sucking vampire will come and eat the

bloody mess.

Take a rest.

I'll take care of the baby's umbilical cord.

What?

You saw that man with your own eyes?

Yes, last night.

I saw him disappear into the Madame's house.

This is why Miss Somjit forbids anyone to go

near the main house.

Remember the Madame's secret I told you

about?

Yes, you told me that the Madame still grieves

for her husband,

and she wants nobody to disturb her.

There are more juicy details.

You're curious, aren't you?

If you want to know the whole story, follow

me.

I'll tell you everything.

Madame Ranjuan in her youth was said to be

a gorgeous lady.

So gorgeous that she resembled...

an angel who'd come down to grace the earth.

Her husband was also very handsome and

elegant,

so they were a perfect match.

Madame loved him more than anything in her

life.

But when he died,

she became a different person.

She locked herself in the room and refused to

go out.

Rumor had it that...

actually...

she kept a young man as her secret lover,

hiding him in her boudoir.

People gossiped that...

that man gratified her with such ecstatic

pleasure every night.

So pleasurable was their erotic escapade...

that sometimes you could hear the Madame's

delirious moaning...

like a whisper in the night wind.

Yes, Madame, I'm coming.

Yes, ma'm.

Heaven forbid!

Nualjan... look at this.

See, it's on this one.

This one too.

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