“I wouldn’t kick that if I were you?” Isko warned his friend Bruce who was about to knock over the anthill they had come upon on their hike with his chunky boot.
“Why? It’s just a stupid anthill,” Bruce grumbled.
“No, it’s the Nuno’s home. Destroy a Nuno’s home and he will curse you.”
“Is that some silly superstition from China?”
“I’m from the Philippines and its nor silly. Consider yourself warned.” Isko said indignantly as he jogged ahead leaving Bruce behind to contemplate his warning. After a few moments staring at the sun, Bruce shrugged and kicked the anthill anyway before jogging to catch up with his friends.
A few yards down the hiking trail, Bruce tripped,”Oh my feet!”
“I warned your,” Isko said looking at Bruce’s swollen feet.
“What the heck…!” Bruce exclaimed as he tried to pull his boots off his feet that had swollen to triple the size of normal.
“I warned you about the Nuno.”
“This isn’t funny!” Bruce shouted back at his friend, the color draining from his face as he heaved violently.
“Hey, man turn away if…,” before Isko could get out his words, Bruce let out his lunch all over Isko.
The boys heard a faint, mocking laughter in the direction of that anthill as they tried to pick themselves up and hobble back to their car.
Today’s haunting and Trifecta submission is brought to by the Nuno, said to be a small old man with a long beard or dwarf who will get mad and curse you if you mess with his home which is similar to a dirt mound or ant hill, and by the third definition of color, which the completion or tint of good health also known as a blush.