Not another “ghost raft” story! I was out drinking alone and I was calling people up, telling ’em that I was seeing dinosaurs. They said drop the booze … but LOL:
As for the “ghost raft”? Around 3 years ago while drinking near the Marikina Riverbanks, [same night as the TRUTH MACHINE post] I saw a raft drifting out of the foggy post-rain night light. No one was in it — in my drunk state, I called up Jaimee to tell her about it — at the time she was about to leave, so I had to squeeze in as much of what can be called my personality through the radio microwaves that transmit data to her phone. She said I should stop drinking.
Turns out the “ghost raft” was an untied raft, getting carried away by the tide.