Chapter 130: I almost fell for another ghost's trick

She doesn't know what she's been expecting after leaving the hall of purgatory, but she's sure that it's not this.

The bridge between life and death is covered with a thick layer of mist. She stumbles upon the steps, falling forward on the concrete -- turning to her side to protect her face and letting her arm slams against the edge of the step. 

"Ugh!" She winces in pain, blinking her eyes rapidly as tears sting her eyes. "Why is it so misty?" 

The wind blows, howling as it plays with her long dark tresses like the fingers on the strings on the violin. A cold shiver runs down her spine. Sitting on the step, she checks the wound on her arm. 

"Can a ghost bleed?" She stares at the scratch on her upper arm. "Am I not dead?"

A question that can only be answered by experts.

And the door to the purgatory is closed. After making so much trouble, she doesn't want to go back. What if they force her to reincarnate into a strange world?