The next day…
I went back to the room in the early morning.
I took all my courage to try and open the door.
I peered into the room from the little gap I managed to open.
Phew, it’s gone…
I stepped back and sat in front of the room, and thought of what had happened.
The sun was bright, it was a beautiful morning.
“Maybe it was a dream”
“It can’t be real.”
I felt a sense of confidence emerging inside me.
I opened the door and went inside.
The room was dark.
“Everything’s good, No ones here!”
I said to myself as I reached the switch to open the light.
When the light turned on, I saw the sight that confirmed that everything was real.
The spot it was standing last night was covered with some kind of stenchy dirt and a lot of footsteps.
That’s when I noticed that I hadn’t even closed the light last night.
I looked at my hand on the switch, the switch was covered with dirt, too.
I was in panic …but I had to go to work.
Despite the fear and massive confusion,
I managed to clean the mud, took a shower, and headed to work.
I couldn’t afford to lose my job, after all.
On my way to work, I noticed I could still smell the reek from the mud on my clothes.
It was real. But how can it be?
It was surprising how I was able to go about my day as I would have on any other day though,
instead of losing my head or …crying? maybe?
I guess when something beyond your comprehension happens and you’re too shocked and confused, you don’t even freak out.
It’s sort of like you don’t know what to do, or how to react.
My day at the office went like any other day.
But I knew I had to talk to Takeshi.
He was the one that told me about this urban myth. I wanted more information.
(Me) “The urban myth you told me before. I did it yesterday and it came”
(Takeshi) “What came?”
(Me) “I don’t know what it was, SOMETHING came.”
(Takeshi) “Huh? What are you talking about?”
(Me) “Don’t do that. I’m serious.”
(Takeshi) “Do what? I don’t know what you’re saying!”
It wasn’t going anywhere.
I explained to him what had happened. He didn’t believe it for a second.
I told him to come to my room after work and see it himself.
Takeshi and I arrived at my apartment around 10pm.
I opened the door and he went in. The offensive smell of the mud still occupied the room.
I was counting on Takeshi to know something about this or how to solve the situation. But I was disappointed.
But he promised me he would ask around in his occult circle, and suggested that meanwhile I go to a temple and get exorcised.
That night, I stayed at a capsule hotel.
The next day, I took a day off from work and went to a nearby temple.
I met with a monk and explained my situation.
The monk’s reply was less than pleasing.
The Monk: “Exorcism is not my speciality. But you know most of these things happen when you are too stressed? Maybe what you need is a vacation, not an exorcism.”
I went to multiple temples and shrines in Tokyo that day, famous places included, only to hear similar responses.
Continue on part 3