This article is not a scientific or qualitative article, only about the Japanese people and their life, for informational and entertainment purposes only.
"It always felt like someone was in the room." A 30-year-old woman in Japan talks about her experience living in an accident object.
"It's a great time to go to beautiful places and see beautiful scenery." However, if you can share the scenery with people, it will be a happier time. The same goes for sad things. Even if there are sad things or painful things, if someone sympathizes with the sadness and pain, this alone is somewhat comforting.
"Obviously, nobody really believed me at first," said Ms. Hayama, who is in her 30s who lives in the building. She was working in online sales and could work from anywhere as long as she had a computer, so she often moved at will.
In fact, she has already lived in accident houses several times. The benefit of accident houses is first and foremost cheap rent. The more serious the accident, the cheaper the room. For example, a room for a murder or multiple deaths is by far the cheapest. She didn't believe in psychics, so she wasn't scared at all and just lived there because it was cheap. Occasionally, there was a rumbling sound in the house, and the door would open on its own. However, she did not think that it was a psychological phenomenon, he thought it was because of the physical phenomenon of architecture.
When she moves, her biggest worry is rent. Feel free she focuses on accident houses because it is possible to move to a large room at a low price.
"According to the real estate agent, the former resident committed suicide in the room where he currently lives." And there are several accident houses in this building.
It's been a while since she moved to an apartment like this. The room was on the 4th floor, so take the lift to the 4th floor. However, once I passed the 4th floor, I ended up on the 5th floor. She immediately contacted the management company to ask them to check the elevator, but they said there was no problem.
Once, when she was working alone in her room, the Bluetooth speaker suddenly started playing music. It was music she had never heard before. Also, when opening the front door and trying to enter the room, someone pulls the front door from the inside. When trying to pull it, the door opens a little so you can see someone inside pulling the handle. So he immediately called the police. When the police came again and pulled the front door, the door was easy to open and there was no one inside. She went back to her room to get to work, but there was noise in the bathroom, so when she went to look, the shower was running on its own.
"There are a lot of things like this, but I don't think it's because of any supernatural thing." She thinks it's just a coincidence. But the key thing happened.
One night, late at night, I heard a tinkling sound coming from the next room. To be honest, although I thought it would be annoying to be so late, I put up with it and tried to sleep for a while, because after a while it will calm down.
"But the sound comes every few minutes." When she heard what the sound was, she realized that it was a sound similar to shuffling mahjong. She wanted to go and warn the neighbor, but didn't want to argue with him, so she put on her headphones and went to bed. When the noise cancellation function is turned on, the sound disappears completely. Just when I thought I could sleep peacefully, music that I had never heard before suddenly started. She subconsciously took off her headphones, but the music was still playing. Just as she wondered whose machine it was connected to, the walkie-talkie in the room rang, "Ping-pong, ping-pong." Late at night, I didn't know who it was, and I looked at the monitor in the room and saw a strange man standing outside the door.
I pressed the call button on the walkie-talkie, said "Hi (yes)" in fear, and the man left without saying anything. Must be drunk. That's what she thought. After the man left, the jingle next door and the music in the headphones were gone.
When I went out shopping the next morning, an acquaintance on the same floor said to me, "I didn't come home late last night, but someone was standing in front of your room." ”
This guy was in a room three rooms away from me, and when I came back around 2:00 last night, I saw a man standing in front of the protagonist's room, doing nothing, yes. After entering the house, he was a little worried, opened the front door, and looked again in the direction of the protagonist's female room, where the man was still standing. Then, he reached for the walkie-talkie and pressed the button, and after a while, disappeared into the room next to her.
"But, no one lived in that room, nobody had the keys," he said.
"There are a lot of things in this apartment building that I also come across regularly." He said.