One day, my friend found an unformatted HDD.
Tired of the monotonous work, my friend decided to take a look at the contents of that HDD, although he really shouldn’t have.
It turned out that the 2.1 GB HDD was (apparently) mostly filled with pornographic images.
My friend copied them onto several CD-Rs and took them home.
When he returned home, he excitedly checked the copied images and found an image that looked like a map.
It was a map of this area, with an X marked on the far side of the mountain.
Thinking that there must be something there, my friend decided to go there for a vacation.
Then, one holiday, my friend went into the mountain alone with a shovel and a printed out map
I was invited too, but since I had to work that day, I didn’t go.
After two hours of walking off the trail and along a trackless path, we finally arrived at the spot.
It seemed to be the only place where there was a small open space.
My friend excitedly started digging the ground with a shovel.
He was probably expecting to find pornographic books or something of the sort, since he had just been mixed in with pornographic images.
After digging for a while, a light blue plastic bag came out. In his excitement, his friend opened the plastic bag at once.
However, what came out from inside was not an erotic book.
It was a pile of shrine charm with disgusting symbols written all over them…. At a glance, it seemed that there were probably several thousand shrine charm.
Anyway, the symbols and drawings seemed to be so disgusting that my friend covered them with soil and left as soon as he could.
The next day, when my friend came to work, there was panic in the company.
Apparently, there had been a burglary, and the memory and motherboard in the storage had been stolen.
Among the stolen items was the HDD.
The police ordered him to stand by for an on-site inspection, and my friend was about to tell his colleagues about yesterday’s incident when a female employee came up to my friend screaming.
She said that a shrine charm with a creepy picture was attached to her friend’s car.
Hearing this, my friend thought it was impossible and looked at her car. On the passenger side window, there is a shrine charm from yesterday.
It should not have been there when he left home today. And I didn’t bring back a single shrine charm.
Since that day, shrine charm have been pasted on my friend’s car every day.
I asked the police to strengthen patrols around his house, but the shrine charm kept increasing every day, and one by one.
When he asked me for advice, I suggested that we install hidden cameras to monitor who is putting up the shrine charm.
My friend said, “If I do that, they’ll kill me.” He was trembling.
I have known my friend for a long time, but I had never seen him so frightened. Six months later, my friend resigned from the company
He moved somewhere else. It was so sudden that there was no way to contact him.
I wonder if the shrine charm is still attached to the house.
