The subtropical whispers of the palm plantation in Nakhon Si Thammarat seem to hide more than just secrets of nature. On the 19th of June, a chilling discovery sent shivers down the spines of the local folks—a tale reminiscent of a ghost from the past. Just like clockwork, a sinister déjà vu wove through the Tha Rue sub-district, unraveling with the kind of dark poetry that ensures some mysteries of life are never forgotten. Last seen amid the tranquil foliage and endured silence of the palm trees that dance to the whims of the southern wind, the scene was anything but serene. Residents, following an invisible thread spun by the repugnant odor sweeping through their idyllic locale, unwittingly orchestrated a grim march to unveil the grim final chapter of an unknown soul. Burrowed within a canal, swaddled by grass and masked by a burial of leaves, lay the decomposing body…
