The ghost caught me, from where I don't know, in my fishing boat.
I felt icy fingers at my flesh, and I writhed and thrashed about in terror, unafraid of falling into the seawater. Then I felt my waist-belt being unfastened.
"My life--!" I thought, so much of it rushing through my mind.
"WHY TORMENT ME, SPIRIT?" I cried, my heart about to burst inside my chest.
"I am going to strangle you with your own belt" came the quiet voice of the spirit, and then unconsciousness over took me, that being a kind of ironic mercy.
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