Author: Ukari

To say here is far, and to call yonder nearby. Stories on the edge of the every day, strange tales you may or may not be moved by. Strange, curious, fantastic stories told by me, you, him and her. There are many stories but they’re all concluded within a single page, each story around 200 to 1200 characters in length, a short story collection you can easily read. Please enjoy them. Updated every Saturday at 6pm.


I finished work and next thing I knew my phone was ringing.
I didn’t know the number, but they left a message. Was it some sort of crisis or emergency? I played the message back.

It was horrible, full of white noise.
It sounded like the signal was bad. It was a mumbling voice, I couldn’t tell whether it was male or female, nor could I hear what they were saying, but they kept going on about something.
I was curious so I tried to listen closer, but then the noise stopped and it suddenly hung up.
I tried playing it back again from the start, and then I realised it was someone reading something aloud. They weren’t speaking to me, they were reading something out.

It was a little strange, but whatever. I guessed it was some new type of prank and deleted it.
While I was listening the playback, I saw my station come into view up ahead. I passed through the gate and pulled out a book to read while waiting for the train.

I started reading, and then frowned.
Even though it was my first time reading this book, it felt like I’d already read it before. I tilted my head, and then suddenly I realised why.
It wasn’t like I knew it word for word, I wouldn’t go that far.
But the book I was reading now, and the message I got on my phone earlier, they were pretty much exactly the same.


Original Japanese

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