All places has its own beginning.
My name is Nam Hur. I live in Cambodia and study at Mekong University. I am mayor in Engineering at 2nd year.
Today as usual is the day that I go to work as a site engineer.
" Hmmm" sounded from one of my friend name Pich.
Then I replied " Hmmm"
We both stare and smile at each other. And that's how we greet each other in every morning.
" It's already 7:30am, you're late again Hur. Two more time and You are going to visit HR again. How many time am I going to tell you ~ Sigh ~" Said Makara which is currently my supervisor.
Then I replied with an awkward expression, " Sorry boss, I tried to come early..."
My supervisor is silently starring at me and after ward going back to typing his computer.
I go out of the office to go to site. And as always what happen in my sight is a dirt road which has not been constructed yet and many of the foundation of house which is waiting for me to inspect.
This place is a new construction zone that has been starting it's construction for like 2 months.
As I stare at this place I always feel headache, the reason is not the difficulty of the work but the transportation. This is the rainy season which is very difficult for riding, especially if I want to cast the concrete for the building.
Coincidentally this morning it's starting to rain, so I run to find the place to shelter.
" Aii, This road is starting to become hell again, just as it stop raining for two day it'a starting again." As I said that, I stare at the sky which is now very cloudy.
After a long day of work I went home at 5:45pm. Staring at the sky which is now nearly dark, I arrive at Chumu Van Pagoda which is now my home.
As to how I ended up living at the pagoda is a long story but it is not that I don't have any money to rent a house or anything but because of my uncle live near here. And I live in the pagoda because of some punishment from my family that I don't want to talk about.
At first I was very scare because you know my belief is that there will be ghost in the pagoda at night. But after I live peacefully for a month I don't feel afraid any more.
Today I feel so bored so I take a stroll around here alone in somewhat nearly like a small forest in this pagoda. It always feel relaxing as I come here and stare at the moon and star every night.
"Ery I hope this raining season is gone soon so that I won't have to wash my clothes and Moto every time I come back. *Clang!*" As I said that I suddenly heard some sound which scared the shit out of me as I am alone in this place.
As a person who do not usually talk too much I kept quiet and look for if there is any person near here at all.
" Maybe it's some animal I guess." Thought to my self.
As I start search for if there is any thing at all I started see something black. As this is nighttime it is already black but this thing is very black than the night itself, So that even the brightness of the star and moon could not shine over it.
I stare at this thing and thought to myself, " What the hell is that, it's like a stone that pour out some black gas. Should I go over and see it."
I stumbles forward and muttered, " But this thing could not be poisonous is it?"
But out of my curious i still go forward and check this thing out.
