“There are many evil spirits in the jungle,” said Alice in her cousin’s support. “Everyone knows that. You cannot speak this, OK, but Taliban take many people into the jungle to kill them. Sometimes a rubber farmer finds a head, but no body. One day, three hundred foreign workers go missing in the jungle. Nobody ever see them again. All these people, thousands are lost in the jungle… they are dead, but their Spirits are lost, wandering around with no head, like zombies.” She exchanged a few sentences with Asmara in Yawi.
“Yes, my mother has told me these stories as well. You must be very brave or very stupid to go into the jungle.” She shuddered on purpose to emphasise her point.
“See, Asmara, she knows too. Everyone here knows, it is not only a story.”
“What do you think, Gareg?” asked
