[dulanjiao]

Rachel is young and in fact very good looking. I can't help wanting to look at her longer. From what little I know, Rachel is my friend's wife. Sorta. So I presumed if she came personally to pick me up, it must be an honor. I got into the car with her, and with she driving, I feel really bored and wanted to talk, but somehow I sense the mood wasn't right. I asked about my friend and she kept silent, so I cannot presumed there is good news. So all I can do is look out of the windows to enjoy Taiwan's scenery and just look at Rachel once in a while so I do not have my neck twisted to one side for too long.

I cannot say I am not moved by Rachel. I can tell she is hot even in her black long dress and the deep V cut in front is doing more than just making me imagine. Under a better circumstances, I would probably had flirted with her, but of course this was a really bad timing and so I can only "video scan" her and just keep whatever thoughts I have to myself though the 45 minutes ride.

When I enter the house and yes it is a big house. My friend has somehow gotten rich getting a big house and renting to tourist like a hotel. I saw the notice that there will be no bookings etc during this period and from the white lanterns... I knew I was too late...

It was late, thanks to the stupid plane timing, and I just barely have the time to put down my luggage and I am in the hall where the alter and his coffin was. Rachel could not hold on to her tears anymore and broke down crying and naturally I have to help her up, calm her a bit before I pay my respect to my dear friend. I know this is terribly wrong, but what can I do, Rachel was holding on to me as she wipe loudly and I swear I could still remember how her hot body feel and smell like. But of course like I said. Bad timing.

After a simple wash up, Rachel show me to one of the rooms and told me to get some sleep. We should talk about everything else tomorrow. I was dead tired and the flight did not help. I am totally trapped and confused in my emotion and I guess it was the best thing for me to sleep too.

I lay down thinking... Since I am too late... maybe there isnt much for me to do here anyway. But the fact that I saw nobody else helping Rachel with the funeral and I really think I should stay back to help. Then some other random thoughts and I just text my parents and my girlfriend then to tell them I manage to survive the plane, but my friend did not. With all the lost thoughts and confusion, I started to feel sleepy and soon I think I felt asleep.

But that was until I heard some noise... Some noise, but it kind of remind me of something... hitting against someone hard. It was repeating. Immediately I thought about Rachel. OMG. What if she is in danger. I jumped out of the bed and quietly I put on my shoe, pulled open the sliding door and peek outside. Yes that sound is still echoing down the long hall of guest room, but its faint and I bet under other times where there were more people around, you would probably missed it. But in this dead and lonely night, it sound like thunder. I knew I had to take a look, but I will never imagine what I would see and how it will change the whole trip into totally something else I did not expect...

(To Be Continue...)