This is a story that happened to my friend, G-san. At the time there was a rumour going around at our part-time job about a “blue bear that appears at the haunted mansion in the abandoned theme park.” G-san was completely drawn into the story and apparently went to the site of the theme park to check whether it was true or not.
He got lost in the mountains, however, and by the time he reached the theme park it was already past 9 pm. He stopped at a gas station on the way and asked the female clerk how to get there because he didn’t realise he’d just been driving around the mountain in circles until that point.
He’s a bit of a scaredy-cat, but having gone all that way, he took out his digital camera and torch and went inside. Who knows how many years had passed since it was last in operation, but the place was overgrown with weeds and the rides were rusted. He couldn’t tell what building might have been the haunted house and going inside one it was just humid and full of mosquitoes. It was kinda gross, so he took a few photos and decided to leave.
As he was walking back towards the entrance… he was so surprised he fell over backwards. There was a girl standing by the front gate, staring right at him with black eyes. She looked to be about eight-years-old and was wearing a white dress. Drool was running down her chin, and she was swaying side-to-side like a metronome.
G couldn’t move. The next instant, the girl ran at him at full speed! He tried to throw himself backwards, but he couldn’t move! The girl grabbed him, and he passed out. Then, he had a dream.
In the dream, the creepy little girl said the following.
“You mustn’t come here ever again. You saw a woman on the way here, didn’t you? …You should take a different way home so you don’t see her again…”
When she finished speaking, G-san woke up. It was morning.
“What the hell?” he said. “The woman I saw…? Did she mean the clerk at the gas stand? What?”
G frantically searched his memories. Sure enough, the smiling woman who was working at a gas stand way out in the middle of the mountains…
“Her mouth was up there, and her eyes down there… no way! Why is her face upside down!?” When he spoke to her, nothing had seemed out of the ordinary at all. But suddenly her face was like a pin the tail on the donkey game, it was all messed up. Or rather, it had always been that way, but he was only just realising it now…
Like the girl said, G took the neighbouring highway home, going the long way around. He felt like that clerk with the messed up face was chasing him the whole way back, so he didn’t look in the rearview once the entire way home.
The next time we met up for drinks, G told us that the little girl was likely a guardian spirit.