"Puwaahhh~"

  Eunice drop dead to her bed. Not even taking a bath after her half-a-day travel back home. She's too exhausted and just want to sleep.

  "I missed you so much bed~"

  Eunice almost fall asleep only to have a surge of energy after remembering her experience in Baguio city.

  "Ah right!"

  She stand up in hurry and prepare a 3-in-1 instant coffee to become temporary awake in order to finish her objective. Eunice goes back to her bed, takes a sip...

  "Ouchie."

  The coffee is still hot, she takes a sip now carefully and succeed. She places her coffee in the drawer beside her bed, opened her laptop, pull out the memory card of her DLSR then opened her Facebook page named "Paranormality Expeditions" with a humble 30,000 followers.

  Eunice created a lenghty essay about her experience in the Old Diplomat Hotel, she almost put Grand Ectasy members' name then she remembers her promise.

  "Ah. Sorry."

  She deleted the previous paragraph and not included them at all. Her article now just her alone. As she write, she takes a sip of her coffee to fight sleepiness.

  After double checking the essay and feeling satisfied on the final piece. She now starts to inspect the photos and videos she taken.

  From the few tourist spots she explored with her friends during daytime as a introduction for the album.

  Then the select ghost photos and videos. Eunice taken so many good shots that she quickly reach the maximum 50 photos for an album upload.

  As Eunice inspects her material, she notices the the final video taken by her DLSR. The thumbnail perplexed her as she didn't recognize doing such shot.

  The thumbnail shows the perspective of the camera placed on the ground. The camera is filming Grand Ecstasy.

  "Why this video is so long?"

  Eunice plays the video and on that moment she finally understands why Mateo and his friends refused to be included on her article.

  "So that's the real reason huh? It seems that you guys are more interesting than the ghosts we seen that day." Eunice smirks as she continue to watch the video of Sophia casting magic on her levitating in the air.

  Eunice stretches her back partnered by a low grunting then sips on her coffee.

  "I will definately meet you again."

  After excluding all photos showing Grand Ecstasy. She hit post and now the photos is being uploaded. The moment she sees the upload bar slowly being filled, Eunice yawn.

  "I reached my limits. Time to sleep."

  Eunice places her still open laptop on the side and she slumped flat on her bed again. The adrenaline and caffeine is no more as the moment she close her eyes, Eunice fall asleep with ease.

  The laptop continues to upload and finished within a minute. What follows for the entire night the screen is open was the notifications and messages flooding the page. It started slow then proceeds to become a barrage of soft pop and ding sounds.

  ~~~~~~°~~~~~~

  "W-wow..."

  Eunice is amazed as she look on the performance of her latest post. 65,000 Reactions and thousands of comments is an outlier as her previous post barely even manage to bypass the 1k mark in reactions.

  And what's more amazng is all of this just happened overnight.

  "Is this really that..."

  She opened the comment section and it's filled by people giving their opinions.

  Some are scared and didn't manage to sleep for the entire night.

  Many are questioning the authenticity of the photos.

  The obvious non-believers.

  People tagging KMJS.

  But the comment that truly caught Eunice's attention are the ones on the photo comments for each photo where the ghost clearly shown their faces.

  People showing vintage family photos with genuine shock that the ghost are terrifyingly familiar to the one in the photo.

  One commenter: "OMG That's my Great Grandma's Sister! They both captured by the Japanese and got seperated, since then. She have no idea where she went.

  An Old Commenter: That man is my uncle. How.?

  There's many comments of people telling stories of their ancestors being captured, went missing or downright killed during Japanese Occupation which make Eunice terrified yet in awe.

  The next thing Eunice opened is her page's messeges and that's where it becomes clear.

  What happened that day is not some dream. It's reality.

  Many people messages her to tell stories directly about their ancestors that lost their lives during World War 2. Some are even Japanese who recognizes some of the soldiers in the photos she taken.

  If you stumble upon this tale on Amazon, it's taken without the author's consent. Report it.

  Other messages included.

  City of Baguio: You commited a serious crime of trespassing a well-known historical site. We advise you to return to our city to properly explain yourself to us on why you do such act and also collaborate with us about the pictures you taken. Your coorperation is appreciated.

  A Paranormal Investigator: How the hell you managed to capture that much paranormal activity? How?

  A random dude: Can you send the raw files of your photos to me please? I just want to do a closer inspection.

  Another Paranormal Investigator: Want to do a collaboration?

  A Foreigner: You're insane for surviving that dude!

  KMJS: We're interested on your recent post about ghosts of Old Diplomat Hotel. We wish to have your story on our program in the future with your permission. Reply to the email address provided so we can have a more formal talk. Thank you.

  And many more random people.

  "My god. I didn't expect that this story would become a viral post. What the hell." Eunice muttered to herself as she continues to read the comments and messeges while replying to ones worth replying.

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  "Damn! This sisig is great partner of beer!"

  Beltrand then takes a bite of the sizzling sisig then chugs a whole can of Red Horse which he end with a long satisfied 'ahhhh'.

  The restaurant is filled with sizzling sounds of sisig placed on hot metal plates and the appetizign aroma that surely makes everyone around hungry. Which surely takes effect as Grand Ecstasy eats with gusto. Clearly enjoying the province's famous cuisine.

  "I never expected that Pig's head can be eaten like this. Interesting..." Sophia then munch another spoonful of sisig and rice.

  "Why? Is pigs' head really that unusual as a food?" Shiva asked as he also continue to eat.

  "Not really. But it's rare to see this part of the head as a main food." Sophia answers then takes a bite again.

  "Sophia. You should really answer questions in full first before munching food." Claustrine sigh.

  "Hehe you look like a squirrel."

  Sophia looks at Beltrand with annoyed eyes as she continues to chew.

  "Ahem! As you see Shiva. The head is commonly cut in many parts and used on many food, but such food are either for survival or requires commitment. For example, some of the pig's head parts are either used for sausages or low quality ham called "scrap ham". Sometimes, they also turned into salted pork for storage. The bones then can be turn into broth or if the person is masochistic enough, a portable soup." Beltrand's lenthty explanation.

  "Neat. To be honest, I expected it to be thrown away considering that your world is full of edible monsters."

  Beltrand, Sophia and Claustrine look at Shiva with astonishment.

  "We're not that wasteful. Yes, food is everywhere but not everyone can risk their lives hunting those monsters." -Claustrine.

  "And it's disrespectful to the gods to waste food. It's like mocking them by playing with their gifts of life." -Sophia.

  "I really wish that's the case Sophia if I didn't see lots of nobles prepering excessive amounts of food only for most of them to end up in the dumps." Beltrand's comment.

  "No way..." Sophia is saddened to hear the reality.

  "Yes way." Beltrand casually answers.

  "But I didn't expected you to answer that Beltrand." Shirna's comment which make Beltrand look at him with disbelief.

  "What Beltrand said is correct. But to be honest, those pig's ears are not a favorable food. Sometimes, those parts are just thrown away."

  "How about now Trinne?" Mateo points his finger on the sisig which also have pig's ear included on the ingredients.

  "I'm quiet surprised. I never eaten such soft pigs ears before. Even the bony parts are not that crunchy." Claustriens takes a sip of her beer.

  "Perhaps because the the pigs here are specifically bred to become food unlike in Yhigressia where pigs are hunted in the wilds." Mateo then munches on the chicharon part of the sisig.

  Grand Ecstasy is currently spending the afternoon in one of the authentic sisig restaurants of Pampanga. It's been days since the events in Baguio City and they just enjoying their vacation as usual.

  Mateo notices Shirna putting so many calamansi on his bag. The citrus are included on the order as a partner for the sisig alongside red chillis.

  "What are you doing?" Mateo is perplexed.

  "I just loved the raw and refreshing flavor of this fruit so I want to bring some to munch later." Shirna then smile.

  "Good grief. The sourness didn't even stop you."

  Mateo picks the small bottle of soy sauce and bring it near the mouth of Shirna's Bag of Storage.

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  "Huh? Can I get that?"

  Mateo puts back the soy sauce bottle on the table and give Shirna a light smack on the head.

  "Of course not. That's restaurant property you know. I'm just joking."

  "Geez. Wait, how about this fruit?"

  "Feel free to get them. Those calamansi are included on our order so we already paid for that. That if you want more, we can buy a bag."

  "Really? Thanks Mateo." Shirna smiles happily.

  One of the table near them is a group of teenagers who also eating sisig and other foods. As they enjoy their food, they seems talking about a very specific topic.

  "You see the post about the ghosts right?"

  "Yes! That shit is so scary especially when we visited that place a long time ago."

  Mateo locked in and listen to the teenagers intently. As it clears what they're talking about.

  "They're talking about us... Right?" Claustrine commented as she speaks in Nattunian.

  "I think not Trinne. So far, I didn't hear our names. They only talking about the ghost photos.

  "Eunice really honored our wish huh? What a good girl." Beltrand makes a proud smile.

  The teenagers continues to talk, sometimes leading to debate.

  "Come on. That's clearly fake. Photoshop, AI or whatever." A female tomboyish teenager dismiss the topic.

  "How can be it faked? Look at these comments. These random people commenting antique photos of their ancestors who mind you have look alikes on the ghost photos." One of the collected guy with glasses counters.

  "Then it must be AI. That thing is becoming even more advance right?"

  The guy with glasses browse the profiles of the people who commented their antique photos.

  "These people looks legit to me. They surely post like a human. They even posted reels of themselves and family." The guy with glasses then shows one of the reels where theres a lady and kid dancing.

  "What if all of these are just a joke? An illaborate stunt to garner interactions? That's very rampant these days." The tomboyish girl reasonably theorized. But the boy with glasses frown.

  "Isn't this is such a terrible topic to make a joke at?"

  "This is the same internet where some people think posting gore photos or videos is funny." The tomboyish girl answers seriously.

  "Aren't you two blowing this debate out of propotions? It's getting philosophical here." One of the teenagers join the chatter.

  "Guys quiet down a bit. We disturbing the other costumers." A timid girl shyly ask as she look around them.

  Grand Ecstasy just listen with a soft smile on their face.

  "They surely love to argue." Claustrine commented.

  Mateo is now browsing the exact post when he see it get shared by Ailan who also tagged him.

  "Apparently, their not the only one questioning the authenticity of the photos. Even the comments are debating if the ghosts are real." Mateo as he browse the comment section.

  Suddenly, a messege bubble pop out. It's Ailan.

  Ailan: You guys are involved on that ghosts sightings right?"

  Mateo: Yes.

  Ailan: Did the one posted those photos know your secret?

  Mateo: No. She didn't find out. But she surely discovered that ghosts are in fact... Real.

  Ailan: She surely is. I'm glad no possessioned happen and you guys are self.

  Mateo: Uhmm... The girl posted the pictures got possessed by the ghosts.

  Ailan: ????????

  Mateo: No worries. We managed to save her. Somehow.

  Ailan: Good grief. Whatever, just continue your vacation. Where are you now?

  Mateo: Angeles, Pampanga.

  Ailan: Sisig?

  Mateo takes a photo of the sisig they eating and send it to Ailan.

  Mateo: Sisig.