Fishing - Animated Scary Story

You're about to hear happened many yearsago when I still lived in a small townin rural Japanin the middle of summer it was too hotto sleep in my small apartment so almostevery night I would wander down to theroad to the overpass and cast a line inthe river under the bridgehere I would tend to contemplate whetheror not this small town was right for meand if I should consider moving onit was much cooler therethe concrete having been in the shadeall day and the peaceful sound of thewater flowing made it a really enjoyableexperienceeven though I was all alonewellat least I thought I wason this particular night as I gazed intothe water these simple nothing's on mymind I started to see what I was surewas a human facefor some reason I couldn't look away andwas transfixed with the vision in frontof meit slowly rose up and then it leftnothing to the imagination it was ahuman face the face of a dead old manstill I couldn't look away untilhello dear a voice from behind me brokethe cool silence and almost made me jumpout of my own skina turn to look behind me and my bloodran cold completely on edge not knowingwhat to expect nextthe figure's eyes glowed white in theMoonlightand a small dark silhouetted figure thatjust stoodstared at mecan I help you I asked getting ready todive into the water if necessary to getaway from this thingand then the figure removed her Hoodand revealed a happy little old ladyand she smiled at me and asked have youcaught anything my husband used to comehere to fish he never came home with anyso I would always have to go to themarket for himuntil one dayhe didn't come home at allthe fact that she was still smiling atme as she told me this story scared thelife out of meand I really didn't know what to sayapart fromno I haven't caught anythingI never do and then I turned back tolook at the water and look downto see the face slowly submerging itselfbackdark Watersslowlyout of sightwhen I turned to look back at the ladyshe was goneshe had completely vanished it seemed asI desperately looked around in alldirectionsI then packed up my gearand walked back to my apartmentstill in somewhat of a daze as Iascended the steps to my floorand you can imagine the horrible shockthat I feltwhen I saw a large half-dead wet fishlyingon my doormatI quickly looked off the balcony to seeif the person who had dropped it therewas still in sightand sure enough and to my horror thelittle old lady was across the streetstanding under a street lightstaring at meI quickly ran into my room and hid underthe coverseven though it was a fiercely hot nightI didn't dare emerge until dawnand when I did I had not sleptI was drenched with sweatthe next day I made arrangements toleave my job and move to another part ofJapana place with a bit more variety andopportunityand we could pass and I hadn't seen theold lady again since that initial nightso on the evening before my move Istrolled down to the River's Edge againbut thenthere she was againstanding right under the bridge where Iwould fishjuststaring at meas I approached her her eyes turned aneven brighter white and she hissed at mebearing dozens of thin knife-like teethlike a feral cat defending its killterrified of what I was seeing andvoluntarily paused while I waited for mylegs to catch up to the signals my brainwas sendingthen I bolted out of there as fast as myfeet could carry meand then the cherry on topor more like the straw that broke thecamel's back for meas I arrived back at my apartmentthere was a note stuck to my doorit said in Japanese in no uncertainterms to get the hell out of hereit was pretty clearthat I wasn't welcomeI didn't need to be told twiceI grabbed what I could packed up the carand then drove all through the nightthe way back to Tokyo
a few weeks later when I was settled ina new job and a new apartment my oldcolleagues reached out to me to tell methat it was fortunate that I had movedonwhy I askedwell mere days after my exit a minorearthquake had hit the areanot an uncommon occurrence and nothingon a scale that had worried themhowever the only damaging curd was to myold apartment buildingand to the bridge where I used to gofishingit had been completely destroyedohand they informed me that out of thisdamage there had only been one fatalitya little old ladywho was crushedwhen the bridge fellI guessguardian angels work in strange ways
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