Ma- ahem… _Miss_ Mahyin has been keeping herself rather hidden as of late, and I really can’t imagine why. I suppose that is how spirits of _that_ nature work, but still- isn’t it a little strange that she cant even be caught by the tail anymore?

One would have thought she’d have stayed to enjoy herself after successfully driving her… well, ex husband, to madness. Atleast for her underworld reputation, if nothing else; yet she appears to have crawled right back to limbo. Miss Mahyin seems to be the only one to deem herself fit by the upper choirs standards.

I can already predict how the trial will go- given that she is even allowed a chance.

It’s usually like this; a spirit begs to be accepted into the choir after a period of redemption, the choir denies it, the spirit goes back to the underworld and returns to their evil deeds.

For Miss Mahyin, it’s more like this;

She seduces an angel into sneaking her into the choir, harasses her husband some more, gets caught and damned back down to the underworld, then pushes her way back up to the surface where she has a constant and unrelenting string of summons for the next year until she catches a decent break in which she can go back to limbo.

It really is amazing how resentful betrayal can make even a person who has someone to sleep with every other night.

Miss Mahyin was alive whilst I was about nine or ten years old. Kirsherem- that was her husbands name at the time, but she’d always just call him ‘Kirsh’ instead.

They had no children, yet anyone could tell at a first glance that they absolutely adored one another to bits.

You may already know, however, the fact that children are not as easily fooled as adults are.

In fact, I was a far more intuitive little busybody than any other kid my age, so it’s only natural that I noticed Kirsherem’s increasingly merry attitude toward Miss Mahyin before anyone else.

Suspicious. Very suspicious.

It was only a matter of time before the string snapped, and a terrifying scream was heard breaking from within Miss Mahyin’s house. The entire village scrambled to find out what was happening, and I heard later from two nannies gossiping that, Miss Mahyin was found in the house standing above a dead woman with a blood- covered stake in hand. Kirsherem was, of course, nowhere to be seen.

So I was right!

Apparently, Kirsherem had created an entire seperate family with this woman across the other side of town and somehow managed to keep it a secret the entirety of their marriage.

He was a clever man, but only up until he ran out of funds to keep supporting both families. By then, a normal person would have chosen their favourite partner and abandoned the other- but Kirsherem thought himself above that. And so, to avoid clashing, he allowed his other wife, along with his kid, to reside in Miss Mahyins house everyday until she came back from working at the plantation, which was when he would quickly kick them out and happily greet Miss Mahyin.

Everything ran smoothly for about a couple of weeks until Miss Mahyin returned early from the fields and caught a random woman sleeping on her bed.

This infuriated her beyond belief.

Before the woman could even blink awake at the sound of approaching footsteps, she was brutally stabbed in the chest multiple times with a wooden stake, and barely got through an ear splitting scream before it was finally buried deep into her face.

I can only imagine how horrifying it must have been to wake up to an an impaled chest and the bulging eyes of the woman you’ve been hiding from staring directly into yours with a bloodcurdling rage.

In any case, a search party was sent out for Kirsherem and his child, but ultimately, nothing was found. Since then, many conspiracies have been made about what could have possibly become of them.

Some say the two eventually died of starvation after sleeping out in the woods. Others say they were eaten by a tall, skinny ghost who must have been very hungry.

My personal favourite- Kirsherem was soaking in the bath when Miss Mahyin entered, heard the ruckus, grabbed the child and ran naked across half the village until eventually, they happened to find themselves in the middle of a black bears territory- the rest is up to interpretation.

So anyway, Miss Mahyin was sent to one of those correction camps in the capital and killed herself a short while later because she tried and failed to take her ring off for hours. I did feel bad about it back then, but seeing what kind of woman she has become now, i can’t feel sorry.

She was blinded with that kind of fierce possession- ‘_if I can’t have him, no one else can_’, or whatever. People seem to just forget about it as soon as she lays her hands on them, like some memory-wiping siren.

Miss Mahyins one goal when she became a spirit was, obviously, to torture Kirsherem into a spiral of delirium- and that she did.

She was lucky enough to find his spirit before it had been assigned to an afterlife, and tore his heart out over a thousand times with her bare, blackened fingers. Of those fingers, one was still bound in the confines of her wedding ring when she died, and so it left behind a mark.

Amongst the smoky blackness of Miss Mahyin’s ring finger, there appeared a break.

A clear and defined break that circled the base, and revealed the pure of her human skin.

The rest of her complexion? Well, satisfactory enough, but could be passed for a wicked witch.

And how a cheating man managed to get into the choir, I’ll never know!