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夜の山道で聞こえた謎の声 / The Mysterious Voice on the Mountain Trail

山奥での恐怖体験 / A Terrifying Experience in the Deep Mountains囁く声と霧の中の影 / The Whispering Voice and the Shadow in the Fog

🌙この話はほんとにあった怖い体験を元に再構成して、お届けします。肌寒い夏の夜、山奥に迷い込んだハイカーたちの物語です…
私たち3人は、夏の終わりに地元の山でハイキングを楽しむつもりだった。だが、日没後に道を見失い、懐中電灯の薄暗い光を頼りに古い山道を彷徨っていた。湿った土と腐った葉の匂いが鼻をつき、遠くで流れる沢の音が不気味に響く。地元では、この山道で「行商人が消えた」という古い噂があった。歩くうちに、霧が濃くなり、木々の間から冷たい風が頬を撫でた。突然、背後から「オーイ…」と低くかすれた声が聞こえた。振り返っても誰もいない。ただ、霧が揺れるだけ。仲間の一人が冗談で「誰かいる？」と叫んだが、返ってきたのは同じ「オーイ…」という声、今度はもっと近くから。心臓が跳ね上がり、急いで歩みを早めたが、ガサッ…ガサッ…と何かが草をかき分ける音が追いかけてくる。懐中電灯の光が揺れる中、霧の向こうにぼんやりと人の形をした影が見えた。古い着物を着た男のようだったが、顔は真っ白で、目だけが黒く落ちくぼんでいる。恐怖で足がすくみ、仲間の一人が転んだ瞬間、懐中電灯が全て消えた。真っ暗な中で、耳元で「オーイ…ここだよ…」と囁く声。パニックで叫びながら走り、なんとか麓の集落にたどり着いたが、3人とも震えが止まらず、その夜は眠れなかった。後日、村の古老に話を聞くと、戦前にこの山道で行商人が失踪し、以来、夜になると「オーイ」と呼ぶ声が聞こえるという。山にはまだ「何か」が彷徨っているのだと…。

🌙This story is a chilling retelling based on a true terrifying experience. On a chilly summer night, a group of hikers got lost in the deep mountains…
The three of us set out for a late summer hike in the local mountains, but after sunset, we lost our way, wandering an old trail by the dim light of our flashlights. The air smelled of damp earth and rotting leaves, and the distant trickle of a stream echoed eerily. Locals whispered of an old peddler who vanished on this trail long ago. As we walked, a thick fog rolled in, and a cold breeze brushed our cheeks. Suddenly, from behind, we heard a low, raspy “Ooi…” calling out. Turning around, we saw nothing but swirling mist. One of us, half-joking, shouted, “Anyone there?” only for the same “Ooi…” to answer, this time closer. Our hearts raced as we quickened our pace, but a rustling sound, like something pushing through the grass, followed us. In the flickering beam of our flashlights, we glimpsed a shadowy figure through the fog—a man in old-fashioned clothing, his face pale and his eyes hollowed black. Frozen in fear, one of us tripped, and in that moment, all our flashlights went out. In the pitch-black darkness, a voice whispered right by our ears, “Ooi… I’m here…” Screaming, we ran blindly until we reached the village at the foot of the mountain, trembling and unable to sleep that night. Later, an elder told us that a peddler had disappeared on that trail before the war, and ever since, a voice calling “Ooi” echoes at night. Something still wanders that mountain…

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