Alex Tangonan asked the clerk at the state office for help, who turned out to be a ghost. He handed his parking ticket to the attendant at the state parking lot who could not receive it because her hand went right through it. She was a ghost too. The police officer who pulled him over just down the road from the state library was also a ghost. Alex saw the blue lights behind him, but he realized that there wasn’t a car attached to the lights; he also realized that there was only the upper torso of the police officer but nothing else.
Alex raced off into the night and finally stopped at Zippy’s in Pearl City and found a seat in the restaurant. The waitress asked him for his order, whereupon Alex shared his experiences with the woman.
“You probably don’t want to hear about this restaurant then?” The waitress warned.
“Why?” Alex asked.
“ The watercress farm right next to us is where they dump all the dead bodies after they get murdered someplace else. Get all kine ghost haunt this place, das why have to be careful,” the waitress shared.
“Careful how?” Alex asked.
“All the water we serve is holy water, but the customers don’t know that,” the waitress began.
“ If they’re human and they drink the water, no problem. If they are a ghost, they will turn into smoke and disappear,”
“That’s a good idea,” Alex smiled as he took a sip of water. The waitress watched him closely as he put the cup to his lips and drank the entire content in one gulp. A second transpired before the waitress saw that nothing happened.
“Can I have the garlic steak and mashed potatoes, please? Medium well done on the steak, if it’s ok?” Alex asked.
“Sure thing,” the waitress smiled, walked away, and disappeared into the back of the kitchen.
Once she was gone, Alex fled from the booth, burst through the double doors, and ran straight to his car. He couldn’t have driven out of the parking lot fast enough; the waitress had no feet below her knees. Nothing but thin air.
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