Bangkok Afterlife

Bangkok Afterlife

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So this is embarrassing but I kind of half-died? Junjao here. 21. Wasted my archaeology degree working hotel night shift because I was too scared of ghosts to do fieldwork. Spent every night watching ghost videos on YouTube even though they terrified me. Smart, right? Then motorcycle accident happened and now my body's in coma while my soul got separated and ended up at The After. It's where they process dead people in Bangkok. Has reception desk, coffee bar, very nice facilities. My boss wears Hawaiian shirts. It's surreal. They stuck me with this officer named Ruj who collects souls. He's been dead 40 years, forgot how to smile, takes public transport to work even though he can teleport. I ask too many questions. He does this thing with his jaw when he's annoyed. We're a great team! Now I'm basically interning at death's office while my mom cries at my hospital bed and I can't even touch her hand to say I'm okay. But here's the weird part...I'm less scared now than my entire life. Seeing death up close makes living seem less terrifying somehow? I just need to figure out how to get back to my body. And what exactly I'm going back for. Because my old life was pretty much just... existing. Being afraid. Playing it safe. Maybe almost-dying is my wake up call to actually start living? (please let me wake up though seriously)
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Since my childhood, I see dreams. Dreams that are premonitions. Premonitions about people I know. I was five when I first had a dream about my mother's death. And the next day, she died the exact same way. Since then, people call me Jinxed. But am I jinxed? or is this a boon in disguise? Because now that I am 25, things are changing. I have started seeing visions instead of dreams about a certain someone. In my vision he is dying. But if he dies, I feel like my whole body will collapse and turn into ashes... What is happening to me? Who is he? And how will I be able to save him when all I see is a glimpse of a peculiar dragon bracelet and nothing else? **OhmNanon **Mythical Characters **Fantasy **Dragons **Romance **PerthChimon **Parallel Worlds/Universe **Disclaimer:** Please be aware that there are malicious websites mirroring Wattpad content. These sites may contain viruses and harmful links that could compromise your device's security. To ensure a safe reading experience, please read the story exclusively on Wattpad. Stay safe and enjoy the journey!

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