Everyone has their fates connected to their birthdays, they are likely to have psychic abilities specifically connected to ‘something’.

Some can sense it while some cannot, depending on what they have committed in the past.
Mystery, Death, Foolishness, and Greed are the things attracting the evil spirits to be around.

Those who were born on Sunday… “Ward: Labor Tomb”
If you see ‘the pregnant,’ please beware; they are there to take your head.

Those who were born on Monday… “Mirror: Who’s the First to Die of Them All?”
After midnight where mirrors are, ‘mysterious things’ will appear.

Those who were born on Tuesday… “Haunted: Mystery of Plumeria House”
Stay away from ‘bathrooms’, if you wish to stay alive.

Those who were born on Wednesday… “Theater: Book Me a Death Ticket”
When people born on this day go to a funeral, they tend to witness bad events.

Those who were born on Thursday… “Stairs: 12 Steps...Ghost Staircase”
At night, do not look at the stairs, or else something might be there.

Those who were born on Friday… “Reality: Dare the Living, Discover the Dead”
There is a game for the living, but noted that it might take their lives.

Those who were born on Saturday… “Holy: Soul Sacrifice to Spirit’s House”
The ancient saying goes: think before you speak, as something the eyes cannot see does not mean it is not real.

Every inconsiderate action must be traded with the living, and only death is the answer!
One question… What day were you born on…?


7 Days Series [Horror]

A blue sign with the words 'Nursery Room' was placed on a clear glass wall on one side of the obstetrics ward. Khing walked slowly towards the mirror to see many of the newborn babies sleeping soundly in their neatly lined beds. She looked for her child by reading the birth name the nurse had written on their beds to show parenthood to prevent swapping. For further reassurance, there were also birth name tags attached to each baby's wrist.


Khing wandered and read the nameplate with her swelling heart. Dying to see her son, her heart was almost torn apart. But no matter how many times she walked around; she could not find her son’s name on any child's bed. That was not hers...neither was this. No... Her son was not in this room.


Give Back My Son! Part I