The video rental place down the street was having a sale, so I decided to grab something to watch later. As I was going through the bins, I found a VHS tape that didn’t have any case. The only sign that anything was actually on the video was a white sticker with the word “Hammer” scrawled across it in black ink. I had no way of telling what the movie was about, but since it was only 100 yen, I decided to buy it anyway. When I got home later that evening, I was dying to know what the video was. I put it in the VCR, and it began playing immediately. It was night, and somebody was running down…

You just got off a long flight. After spending four hours in a cramped plane with 165 other people, baggage is delayed. After an hour’s wait the carousel starts up and your bag is one of the first to come around. You grab it and get out of the airport as fast as you can. Once you get home, you dump your bag out on the bed, and immediately realize it’s not yours. It must have gotten switched. You rifle through the contents looking for some form of contact information or ID. All you find are non nondescript items of men’s clothing, toiletries and an expensive digital camera. Curious, you flip the camera on and hit the review button, feeling…

It all started after moving into my new house. Yeah, that’s pretty cliché. Believe me, I know, but it’s what happened. I never experienced anything supernatural before and, though interested, I never really expected anything to happen to me. I was able to rent the house for pretty cheap. I didn’t think anything of it because it was old and not in the best of neighborhoods so I guessed I just got a good deal. After moving everything in, things were fine for a while. I don’t remember exactly when it started because it seemed so minor at the time. I’d leave a light on in the kitchen or the bathroom and come back to find it off. Honestly, I…

It started when I was six years old. I was in school, it was the middle of a reading lesson, and I needed to pee, badly. At that age, actually, a fair few kids still wet themselves, and I always got paranoid about embarrassing myself in public like that. I stuck my hand up and told Mrs. Zebby that I needed to use the bathroom. After the usual speech about how I “should have gone at break”, she gave me the key to the Disabled-Access toilet (as it was the closest one to my classroom). It was the middle of fifth period, and the corridors were empty and seemed cavernous to me: I was a short, scrawny thing back then.…