Chapter 157 - Chapter 156 : Trapped in the booth

The figure approached the phone booth with slow, unsteady steps. The rain was so heavy that even the woman carrying the umbrella but still soaked. Her clothes clung to her body like wet paper. The umbrella was tilted at a strange angle, as if she had lost control of it. In her other hand, she held a large plastic bag of groceries — some vegetables, eggs, and what looked like rice. She moved like someone who was very drunk, swaying slightly, her steps hesitant and wobbly.