Knock, Knock
Author: Ukari (translated with author’s permission, please visit their website to see the original Japanese works!)
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As I was walking down the street one night, I heard some knocking coming from somewhere.
I thought I was just hearing things, but the sound kept repeating. When I stopped to figure out where it was coming from, the sound got even more intense.
“Hey, you can hear me, right? Hey.”
This time, I heard a low voice.
At that, I understood where it was coming from.
It was coming from the manhole cover.
“Hey, somebody’s there, right? Open this for me. Hey. Hey.”
I didn’t move.
The knocking got louder, contrasting harshly with the coaxing voice. It seemed to be getting more and more annoyed.
Finally…
“Hey, you fuck, I said open up!”
There was a sharp kicking sound, and then everything fell quiet.