KulogKulog woke to the sound of a car passing nearby. He opened one eye, trying to find the source of the sound. He watched a battered old jeep stop in front of the house beside his tree. A man, a woman, and a little girl got down. They had a lot of bags with them. They watched the jeep leave before carrying their belongings into the house. Kulog frowned.
He had new neighbors.
Kulog had not had any neighbors for a long time. It was because the people in the barrio said that the small hollow-block and yero house beside the balete tree he lived in was haunted. Many families had tried to live in the house, only to move away after a few weeks because of the strange things that happened inside.
Some claimed that they heard footsteps crossing the sala when everyone was in bed. Others said tha
