Hello to you, my name is Jacob Brown, I'm 25, and I'm American
I went on vacation in Japan. And the month after, I had to go back to U.S.A. I decided to go to Japan with my parents as I was very fascinated by several urban legends, including the legend of the Yurei, the Hachishaku Sama and the Kuchisake Onna
I was very eager to be able to study them, but I never had the time to be able to do so, as my parents are afraid that I would die
But there was one thing I usually did in America, that was to take a walk around at 5:00AM. I thought I could do the same here in Japan too
In fact at 5:00 AM, I went for a walk, and then I saw him
A man taller than me, crying and with a face completely covered in bandages. At that moment, I started feeling sorry for that man, about why he's crying, and why he's wearing those bandages
But the man continued to cry, as if he had ignored my speech. I decided to take the bandages off his face, and he appeared to be wearing a white mask
Once again the man was crying, and this time his crying became more intense. I decided to take off his mask. Big mistake. .
The man looked me in the face. God, his face wasn't there. He was kind of cut out of something, his eyes weren't there, he no longer had his lips and nose, and neither was there any skin
I ran away as fast as I could as the man followed me, chainsaw in hand, screaming very loud
I finally went back to my vacation home. My parents, awakened with a start, consoled me and asked me what happened
I told about my meeting, but they didn't seem to believe it
Now I'll tell you what I encountered. I had a meeting with Surasshu-gao no Otoko. From the Japanese, the man with the detached face or something like that
According to legend, the Surasshu-gao no Otoko is the spirit of a 32-year-old man, 1,93m tall, who was kidnapped by a psychopathic woman, who tortured him to the point of slashing his face with a chainsaw
Now his spirit wanders around Japan, again at 5:00 AM, to kill other people, removing their faces with the same chainsaw
The next month I returned to America. But still, I don't dare to imagine if that being could even get this far
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