This story actually happened to a friend of mine and he never finally told me where it was.
My friend also said that two people actually died, and that the police were very persistent in questioning him.
This is a story I heard from a friend of mine when I was in college….
It happened when he and six friends from his part-time job went for a drive one day to a suspension bridge in a certain prefecture in the Chugoku region.
That day, they split into two cars and went out.
He was the driver of the back car.
In the front car was the manager of the part-time job and a couple who were officially recognized by their group and by their parents.
In the car behind them were four people, including the rest of him.
Even though we left in the morning,
They arrived at their destination, the suspension bridge, at dusk, when it was already completely dark.
The suspension bridge spans a deep valley in the mountains.
As they approached the suspension bridge, a light rain started to fall and there was a light mist.
The area in front of the suspension bridge is a plaza, and if it had been a clear day, they would have parked their car there, walked across the suspension bridge, and returned home.
(The other side of the suspension bridge has been a dead end since those days, and this suspension bridge seems to have been left for sightseeing).
When they reached the square in places, the car in front of them stopped suddenly.
“????”
The four people in the second car, about 10 meters behind, were frozen for a while, not understanding why the manager had stopped the car.
But there was no sign of moving the car, so the moment he was about to open the door to see what was going on.
A couple of friends who were sitting in the back seat of the car in front of him jumped out of the car.
He too was startled, got out of the car, and said, “What’s going on?” I was about to approach him when he shouted, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
They ran at a high speed holding hands, jumped over the guardrail at the edge of the plaza, and threw themselves into the valley.
They were so startled that they ran to the guardrail and looked at the bottom of the valley, but could not see anything because of the fog.
The four men came to their senses and went back to their car to check on the manager of the car in front of them.
The manager was in the driver’s seat, gripping the steering wheel tightly until his hands turned white.
Mumbling in a whisper.
“Don’t go, don’t go, don’t go, don’t go, don’t go, don’t go.”
The manager was mumbling to himself, “I’m not going to be able to do it.
At any rate, they called the police.
The police arrived immediately, and the manager, who had completely lost his mind, was taken away in an ambulance.
The two were later found dead, of course.
They were questioned persistently by the police, but in the end, the case was ruled a suicide.
Later, he went to visit the manager and asked the manager what had happened.
The manager told him that a girl wearing an old-fashioned kimono suddenly appeared out of the fog in front of his car.
I thought, ‘Look out,’ and hit the emergency brake to stop the car.
She was a girl with a big hairy head dressed as if she was in a period or Meiji era drama, and for some reason she was smiling.
“In a place like this…?” I felt creeped out before I thought, “Should I run away?” And that’s when I thought
He noticed that his car was surrounded by similarly dressed children.
The manager thought, “Oh my God, this is bad,” and immediately began chanting sutra in his mouth.
The children surrounding the car joined hands and began to sing.
“Kagoome, kagoome, kago no naka no torii wa…”
At that moment, a child’s voice in the manager’s head said, “Come here. Come here. Come here, come here, come here.”
The manager said he gripped the steering wheel and chanted sutra chanting, “Don’t go, don’t go, don’t go, don’t go, don’t go, don’t go.
At that moment, the two men behind him suddenly got out of the car, held hands with the children, and started running together.
They ran behind the guardrail… Toward the cliff.
“The police don’t believe this story,” he said. I’m not even sure if it’s true anymore.
The manager told him at the end.
Another friend, who was listening to the story with him, said to him, “Again, you’re making this up as you go along.”
He said one word: “It’s true, XXX and XXX died because of it.”
I think it is true too.
