They Turned My House into a Columbarium, They Became Corpses

After spending a year abroad, I returned home quietly, hoping to surprise my fiancé.

But the moment I stepped into my house, I froze.

The place was filled with smoke, and an entire wall was covered with urns. I felt like I'd been struck by lightning.

Panicked, I fumbled for my phone to call my fiancé and ask what the hell was going on. But before I could even dial, a woman burst into the house.

“What’s wrong with you?” she snapped. “Can’t you see this house is for storing urns? You just barged in. What if you disturbed the spirits?”