#41 Scary story that happened after my cousin told me a strange story about a baby crying.

A few years ago, my senior, Mr. F, told me this story.

It happened when Mr. F went to his cousin’s house who lived just around the corner from his house.
He said that his cousin had an unusually somber look on his face that day.
Mr. F went up and had dinner, and as we began to drink, his cousin began to talk.
“The day before yesterday, an amazing guy came.
That night was relatively cool despite it being mid-summer, so I thought I would be able to get a good night’s sleep.
I had a hard time falling asleep.
Eventually, I heard a baby crying in the distance.
Of course, there were no houses with babies in the neighborhood.
The baby’s voice was getting closer and closer.
I felt it was a dangerous situation, but I could not run away.
Soon, mixed with the crying, I began to hear a sound like crawling on the tatami mats.
As I heard the baby’s voice by my right ear, a heavy weight rested on my chest, who was lying on my back.
I was too scared to open my eyes and remained still, but the baby quickly got off my chest and passed by.
The crying continued all the while.”

Mr. F. placated his cousin and said it was okay because what passed the day before yesterday didn’t come back yesterday.
That night was over.
Mr. F did not expect to hear what his cousin had heard, only to have to hear it himself a few days later.
The cousin’s room and Mr. F’s room were on the same line, and it took him several days to crawl there.
The baby passed Mr. F’s house and left somewhere else.
No one knows where it went, of course.