A/N:
Hello, I'm back with an one shot KnB FF~
It's about the Hitori Kakurenbo aka one man hide and seek with ghost~
And 90% of the ritual steps in this fanfic are real (based on some testimonial I got from the holy internet lol), so DO NOT PERFORM ANY STEP OF THE RITUAL IN THIS FF AT HOME. If you still curious, TRY AT YOUR OWN RISK! This game evolves vengeful spirit that may harm your life~ So please don't try even a bit~
Happy Reading!
Knock knock.
The sound of a door being knocked made a young man, who was still slumbering deeply in his bed, shook his body in discomfort. Reluctant to open the door, he covered his ears with a warm, thick blanket which had accompanied him through his dream the night before. 'Man, it's still around 04.30 in the morning!', he thought. But it seems like the visitor hadn't gave up yet in knocking his door.
Knock knock.
"Go awayyyy~", the sleepy man shouted, trying to drive the annoying man away from his door. He hadn't got enough sleep, since last night he slept late as the result of doing his over-loaded homework that actually had been given by his teacher from almost a week ago. Yes, he's a procrastinator.
Knock knock knock knock. . .
"YES I'LL BE RIGHT THERE CAN'T YOU WAIT EH-", the young man shouted in anger, finally waking up from his bed roughly. Quickly, he jumped out from his bed, wearing his clothes messily before running to his apartment's front door, ready to greet his guest with an overflowing anger, although his vision was still really blurry and his head still felt heavy.
"WHA TH- eeh?", his cussing turned into confussion as he realized that no one was standing in front of his door. He looked around, turning his head left and right in search for the person that had disturbed his sleep. But there was no one outside there.
"What a jerk-", he sighed. He was going to close his door when something that was lying under the door caught his attention. A medium-sized disheveled package, wrapped in a thin brown paper.
"What is this thing...", he took the package up, flipping and shaking it curiously. He could see that his name was written on its paper wrap:
Mr. Kazunari Takao
xx-ken, xx-shi, xx-ku, xx 2 choume, 5 banchi, 6 gou, # 11
Japan
From:
Ak... (this part was too unclear to be read)
HITORI KAKURENBO PACK, PLEASE READ THE EXPLANATION PAPER BEFORE PLAYING (INCLUDED INSIDE)
"I never ordered this.. But.. hitori kakurenbo? Sounds interesting..", Takao brought the package in to his small apartment house. He went straight to the dining room with mind full of questions. Who sent this package? How the hell did the postman disappear as fast as that? And the biggest question was: what's inside that package?
He overcame his curiosity by putting the package on the dining table, opening it using a knife he had taken from the kitchen eagerly. Once the box had been opened, Takao took out all of the things that were packed neatly inside it. A frog doll, a small bottle of sake, a half meter of red thread with a needle, a small pack of rice, and lastly, bunch of salt. Maybe it weighed a kilo. In the end, a piece of paper - full of handwriting on it - was placed on the base of the box, finally noticed by Takao after all of those strange thing had been taken out of the box. He took the paper and read the neat handwriting carefully.
2. Put your own nail clippings inside the doll.
3. Sew the doll shut with the red thread and use the rest to bind the dolls arms and legs, wrap it around the doll as many times as you can and tie it off.
4. Name the doll anything but your own name and your friends/relatives name.
How to play:
1. Go to the bathroom. Fill the sink/tub with enough water to submerge the doll.
2. Turn off all the lights in the house (except the bathroom), you may leave a TV on but only set to static.
3. Now, to start the ritual; stand over your container of water holding your doll and say“(your name) will be the first it.” three times.
4. Drop your stuffed animal into the water, walk into another room of the house and count to ten.
5. Walk back into the room where the stuffed animal is, pick it up and say “(Dolls name) I found you!”
6. Stab the doll. Then say “Now (doll name) is it!” three times
7. Drop the doll back into the water with the item you stabbed it with and quickly but quietly go to your hiding place carrying your salt and sake.
8. Put the sake in your mouth right after stabbing the doll if necessary, or when in danger. Do not swallow it.
9. Stay perfectly quiet while hiding! This is very important because if you are found, something bad will happen to you.
How to end the game:
1. Wait until it sounds like the spirit is not in the next room, or if you hear it on the other side of the house – not between you and where you expect the doll to be.
2. Carry the rest of the sake with you and quietly make your way to the doll. The doll is not always where they left it, so be prepared to search the house for the doll, and the knife still may not be with it. You should only look forward at this point, not behind you.
3. When you find the doll spit the salt water over it, some say you should also pour the rest of the water still in the glass over the doll as well. Close your eyes and say “I win!” three times. The game is over.
4. You may turn on every lamp in your house after this.
Happy Playing!
Interesting, Takao thought. He put the things back into the box before bringing it to his bedroom, keeping it inside a small hidden room beneath his wardrobe. He went back to his bed after that, trying to continue his interrupted sleep, but he can't. He could only anxiously turn over left and right, mind kept thinking about the game.
The game involves spirit... And Takao had always been very curious about them. He had never seen any single spirit in his life, and now this game gave him a chance to at least, experience of being haunted. And if lucky, he could see the spirit by his very own eyes.
'I'd like to play that~', Takao thought.
'But when? School's sucks, I'cant play it in a normal day- Uh wait today's Saturday-', he grinned excitedly when an idea came to his mind.
'I can play it tonight!'
Takao had prepared everything he needed for this momentous night. The frog doll had been stuffed with rice and his nail clippings; he also had it sewn - yet he has no skill in handicraft . He also had filled his pocket with salt and sake for protection, and the tub also had been filled with enough amount of water.
"It's time~", He whispered to himself excitedly. Takao was ready to start the game.
He brought his frog doll to the bathroom and damped it into the tub. Inhaling a long, deep breath, he began spelling a few words for the opening ritual; inviting the spirit to come and play with him.
"Takao will be the first it! Takao will be the first it! Takao will be the first it!", he spoke in a stern voice. He run a little out from the bathroom in fear and excitement to a small chamber near the living room. He covered his eyes with his hand and began counting to ten slowly.
1
2
3
4
5
6
7
8
9
10!
He walked back to the bathroom after finishing counting to ten, and his instinct told him to became more cautious as he stepped in to the bathroom. He took the wet frog doll from the tub, making his slender fingers wet by the water oozing out from the doll.
"Kerosuke, I found you!", he shouted, as his right hand grabbing a knife he had put in the sink. He unsurely stabbed the doll's abdomen and exclaimed another word.
"Now Kerosuke is it! Now Kerosuke is it! Now Kerosuke is it!"
He damped the doll back to the tub, but he felt a strange, piercing aura as his hand touched the water surface - its temperature suddenly turned like those of an iced water, and the air felt colder after he pulled his hand from the tub.
'What the hell is happening now-?', he thought. At the moment, his brain couldn't comprehend what was going on that time. But finally he realized one thing why the atmosphere around him turned odd:
The spirit had been summoned.
Takao knew he must do something to start the real game and save his precious life from the spirit:
HIDE. NOW.
Takao ran across his house, his eyes moving wildly, searching for a hiding spot. His house was a total dark, no lamp could be turned on, even though he had tried for a thousands time to turn it on, which had drove him crazy. The dark house made his swift legs trip on a few things before he finally made his way to the perfect hiding spot in his version: a small hidden room beneath a wardrobe in his room. Shivering in terror, he pulled the wardrobe's door, then pushed a hidden panel inside it, making a small door inside it opened, revealing a small room behind it.
Quickly he crawled in into the small room, curling his body up, fitting himself into the small room. Mumbling a prayer, Takao hoped that the spirit he had summoned before wont find him until the sun rises. But It was still 02.30 in the morning. He was really fucked up.
Waiting in a lonesome silent, his mind began to wander about his future. Takao couldn't imagine if the spirit found and caught him. What will happen? Will it kill him in an instance? Possess him? Haunt
his house forever? Terrorize his entire family?
And how about his teammates' condition in the basketball club, if he died because of this game? How about. . .
Shin-chan?
His one and only tsundere best friend, whom he really cared about. A man that Takao would never want to disappoint even once, moreover made him sad, just because of his foolishness to play this vacuous horror game that risks his life..
He just couldn't imagine all of those responsibilities that he must carry if he can't survive the game.
'Bzzzt-', an indistinct voice of a turned on TV was caught by Takao's ear, making his heart stop beating for a second and interrupted his perplexed thoughts. Cold sweats ran down through his neck, dampening his clothes' collar as he heard another sound was made by the TV.
"Whe... /bzzt/re.. Are... /bzzt/ You..? /bzzt-", the voice was followed by weak footsteps echoing through his house.
'Fuck!', he thought. He was still young. He didn't want to die right now. He will survive. He put his right hand in his pants' pocket; where he had filled it with salt, ready to sprinkle it in the right time and his left hand picked a small bottle filled with sake in his left pocket, then putting some of it imto his mouth nervously without swallowing. Not long after, the TV started to buzz again, now rapidly flipping through channels and the volume was turned loud and low in a random state.
"Kazu/bzzt/nari Taka/bzzt/, GET O/bzzzt/UT YOU/bzzzt/ BAST/bzzzt/ARD/bzzzt-"
Shit. Now the spirit is cursing him. He tried his best to not burst the sake out from his mouth, or else he will lost his first line defense from the spirit. Soon after, a sound of door creaking open was caught by his ears.
It was his bedroom's door that was creaking.
Takao could felt that the air temperature around him started to decrease dramatically. He grabbed the salt with his trembling right hand, started to sprinkle it around him, so the spirit wont harm him in any way. Then Takao finally heard the most terrifying words in his entire life after sprinkling the salt:
"Hahaha... I FOUND YOU!"
Trying to got his common sense back, Takao smacked his own head, before taking a deep breath and exhaling. 'Calm down, Takao. You won't get harmed by the spirit..', he tried to calm himself in this dire situation, before beginning to search for the doll.
He looked up in the living room first, but it didn't seem like the doll was anywhere inside that room. Takao moved to another room, the dining room. This time, sound of foot steps was heard again across his house. Takao could felt cold air running through his spine, giving him a goose bumps.
"Shit-", he cursed. Takao was going to look back when he remembered a rule of the game: do not look back in this kind of situation. But curiositas anima mundi. Curiosity is the world's soul. Takao's head won't obey his brain's order to not look back. It felt like it was moving by itself, his eyes were curious of what creature that was lurking behind him; it was the worse decision he had ever made his entire life.
His eyes could catch a form of a girl in a shabby frilly black dress was tilting her head, staring at Takao with her wide, white iris through her long, messy hair that covers almost her entire face but her left eye. She stepped forward at Takao's direction slowly, with a curved smile on her face, succeed in making Takao freeze in fear.
"I win, oni-san. You can't escape..", she said. She lifted up her right hand slowly, revealing the knife Takao used to stab the doll before and continued to walk at Takao's direction. Takao wanted to scream out loud, but he could only open his mouth as he produced a strange whimpering sound from it. He wanted to run, but his legs won't move any inch from his place right now. The girl finally arrived in front of him, and before Takao know what happened, he could felt a cold, thin, and sharp thing piercing through his abdomen. The girl had stabbed him with the knife.
Like what he did to the frog doll.
Takao coughed out blood from his mouth before he fell down to the cold, hard floor and lost his consciousness.
"Sleep tight, oni-san~"
The girl giggled softly before disappearing into the darkness.
Well, how's that? XD
I know it isn't scary enough to scare the shit out of you, because well yeah, this is my 1st horror fanfiction I created by myself (hell yeah, I ever done a horror ff colab with my freund, but it was based on a horror game, so, yeah, just like that #blabber)
And... thank you for reading as far as this, and mind to give some review? Trashy/random review is ok lol.
Happy Reading!
~oOo~
Knock knock.
The sound of a door being knocked made a young man, who was still slumbering deeply in his bed, shook his body in discomfort. Reluctant to open the door, he covered his ears with a warm, thick blanket which had accompanied him through his dream the night before. 'Man, it's still around 04.30 in the morning!', he thought. But it seems like the visitor hadn't gave up yet in knocking his door.
Knock knock.
"Go awayyyy~", the sleepy man shouted, trying to drive the annoying man away from his door. He hadn't got enough sleep, since last night he slept late as the result of doing his over-loaded homework that actually had been given by his teacher from almost a week ago. Yes, he's a procrastinator.
Knock knock knock knock. . .
"YES I'LL BE RIGHT THERE CAN'T YOU WAIT EH-", the young man shouted in anger, finally waking up from his bed roughly. Quickly, he jumped out from his bed, wearing his clothes messily before running to his apartment's front door, ready to greet his guest with an overflowing anger, although his vision was still really blurry and his head still felt heavy.
"WHA TH- eeh?", his cussing turned into confussion as he realized that no one was standing in front of his door. He looked around, turning his head left and right in search for the person that had disturbed his sleep. But there was no one outside there.
"What a jerk-", he sighed. He was going to close his door when something that was lying under the door caught his attention. A medium-sized disheveled package, wrapped in a thin brown paper.
"What is this thing...", he took the package up, flipping and shaking it curiously. He could see that his name was written on its paper wrap:
Mr. Kazunari Takao
xx-ken, xx-shi, xx-ku, xx 2 choume, 5 banchi, 6 gou, # 11
Japan
From:
Ak... (this part was too unclear to be read)
HITORI KAKURENBO PACK, PLEASE READ THE EXPLANATION PAPER BEFORE PLAYING (INCLUDED INSIDE)
"I never ordered this.. But.. hitori kakurenbo? Sounds interesting..", Takao brought the package in to his small apartment house. He went straight to the dining room with mind full of questions. Who sent this package? How the hell did the postman disappear as fast as that? And the biggest question was: what's inside that package?
He overcame his curiosity by putting the package on the dining table, opening it using a knife he had taken from the kitchen eagerly. Once the box had been opened, Takao took out all of the things that were packed neatly inside it. A frog doll, a small bottle of sake, a half meter of red thread with a needle, a small pack of rice, and lastly, bunch of salt. Maybe it weighed a kilo. In the end, a piece of paper - full of handwriting on it - was placed on the base of the box, finally noticed by Takao after all of those strange thing had been taken out of the box. He took the paper and read the neat handwriting carefully.
_____________________________________________________________________________
HITORI KAKURENBO
HOW TO PLAY IT
Before playing, please prepare these materials:
- A doll - Salt
- Red thread+needle - Nail clippings
- Rice grain - Knife
- Sake
Remember, you must play this game around 03.00 AM and pick your hiding place before the game started. You must end the game after playing for about 2-3 hours.
Preparing the sacrifice doll:
1. Cut open the doll and take out all the dacron, replace it with the rice.2. Put your own nail clippings inside the doll.
3. Sew the doll shut with the red thread and use the rest to bind the dolls arms and legs, wrap it around the doll as many times as you can and tie it off.
4. Name the doll anything but your own name and your friends/relatives name.
How to play:
1. Go to the bathroom. Fill the sink/tub with enough water to submerge the doll.
2. Turn off all the lights in the house (except the bathroom), you may leave a TV on but only set to static.
3. Now, to start the ritual; stand over your container of water holding your doll and say“(your name) will be the first it.” three times.
4. Drop your stuffed animal into the water, walk into another room of the house and count to ten.
5. Walk back into the room where the stuffed animal is, pick it up and say “(Dolls name) I found you!”
6. Stab the doll. Then say “Now (doll name) is it!” three times
7. Drop the doll back into the water with the item you stabbed it with and quickly but quietly go to your hiding place carrying your salt and sake.
8. Put the sake in your mouth right after stabbing the doll if necessary, or when in danger. Do not swallow it.
9. Stay perfectly quiet while hiding! This is very important because if you are found, something bad will happen to you.
How to end the game:
1. Wait until it sounds like the spirit is not in the next room, or if you hear it on the other side of the house – not between you and where you expect the doll to be.
2. Carry the rest of the sake with you and quietly make your way to the doll. The doll is not always where they left it, so be prepared to search the house for the doll, and the knife still may not be with it. You should only look forward at this point, not behind you.
3. When you find the doll spit the salt water over it, some say you should also pour the rest of the water still in the glass over the doll as well. Close your eyes and say “I win!” three times. The game is over.
4. You may turn on every lamp in your house after this.
Happy Playing!
_____________________________________________________________________________
The game involves spirit... And Takao had always been very curious about them. He had never seen any single spirit in his life, and now this game gave him a chance to at least, experience of being haunted. And if lucky, he could see the spirit by his very own eyes.
'I'd like to play that~', Takao thought.
'But when? School's sucks, I'cant play it in a normal day- Uh wait today's Saturday-', he grinned excitedly when an idea came to his mind.
'I can play it tonight!'
-----oxoxo-----
Takao had prepared everything he needed for this momentous night. The frog doll had been stuffed with rice and his nail clippings; he also had it sewn - yet he has no skill in handicraft . He also had filled his pocket with salt and sake for protection, and the tub also had been filled with enough amount of water.
"It's time~", He whispered to himself excitedly. Takao was ready to start the game.
He brought his frog doll to the bathroom and damped it into the tub. Inhaling a long, deep breath, he began spelling a few words for the opening ritual; inviting the spirit to come and play with him.
"Takao will be the first it! Takao will be the first it! Takao will be the first it!", he spoke in a stern voice. He run a little out from the bathroom in fear and excitement to a small chamber near the living room. He covered his eyes with his hand and began counting to ten slowly.
1
2
3
4
5
6
7
8
9
10!
He walked back to the bathroom after finishing counting to ten, and his instinct told him to became more cautious as he stepped in to the bathroom. He took the wet frog doll from the tub, making his slender fingers wet by the water oozing out from the doll.
"Kerosuke, I found you!", he shouted, as his right hand grabbing a knife he had put in the sink. He unsurely stabbed the doll's abdomen and exclaimed another word.
"Now Kerosuke is it! Now Kerosuke is it! Now Kerosuke is it!"
He damped the doll back to the tub, but he felt a strange, piercing aura as his hand touched the water surface - its temperature suddenly turned like those of an iced water, and the air felt colder after he pulled his hand from the tub.
'What the hell is happening now-?', he thought. At the moment, his brain couldn't comprehend what was going on that time. But finally he realized one thing why the atmosphere around him turned odd:
The spirit had been summoned.
Takao knew he must do something to start the real game and save his precious life from the spirit:
HIDE. NOW.
-----oxoxo-----
Takao ran across his house, his eyes moving wildly, searching for a hiding spot. His house was a total dark, no lamp could be turned on, even though he had tried for a thousands time to turn it on, which had drove him crazy. The dark house made his swift legs trip on a few things before he finally made his way to the perfect hiding spot in his version: a small hidden room beneath a wardrobe in his room. Shivering in terror, he pulled the wardrobe's door, then pushed a hidden panel inside it, making a small door inside it opened, revealing a small room behind it.
Quickly he crawled in into the small room, curling his body up, fitting himself into the small room. Mumbling a prayer, Takao hoped that the spirit he had summoned before wont find him until the sun rises. But It was still 02.30 in the morning. He was really fucked up.
Waiting in a lonesome silent, his mind began to wander about his future. Takao couldn't imagine if the spirit found and caught him. What will happen? Will it kill him in an instance? Possess him? Haunt
his house forever? Terrorize his entire family?
And how about his teammates' condition in the basketball club, if he died because of this game? How about. . .
Shin-chan?
His one and only tsundere best friend, whom he really cared about. A man that Takao would never want to disappoint even once, moreover made him sad, just because of his foolishness to play this vacuous horror game that risks his life..
He just couldn't imagine all of those responsibilities that he must carry if he can't survive the game.
'Bzzzt-', an indistinct voice of a turned on TV was caught by Takao's ear, making his heart stop beating for a second and interrupted his perplexed thoughts. Cold sweats ran down through his neck, dampening his clothes' collar as he heard another sound was made by the TV.
"Whe... /bzzt/re.. Are... /bzzt/ You..? /bzzt-", the voice was followed by weak footsteps echoing through his house.
'Fuck!', he thought. He was still young. He didn't want to die right now. He will survive. He put his right hand in his pants' pocket; where he had filled it with salt, ready to sprinkle it in the right time and his left hand picked a small bottle filled with sake in his left pocket, then putting some of it imto his mouth nervously without swallowing. Not long after, the TV started to buzz again, now rapidly flipping through channels and the volume was turned loud and low in a random state.
"Kazu/bzzt/nari Taka/bzzt/, GET O/bzzzt/UT YOU/bzzzt/ BAST/bzzzt/ARD/bzzzt-"
Shit. Now the spirit is cursing him. He tried his best to not burst the sake out from his mouth, or else he will lost his first line defense from the spirit. Soon after, a sound of door creaking open was caught by his ears.
It was his bedroom's door that was creaking.
Takao could felt that the air temperature around him started to decrease dramatically. He grabbed the salt with his trembling right hand, started to sprinkle it around him, so the spirit wont harm him in any way. Then Takao finally heard the most terrifying words in his entire life after sprinkling the salt:
"Hahaha... I FOUND YOU!"
Takao burst the sake out of his mouth as a result of shock and terror. He jumped out from his hiding place panically, and got tripped again as the result.
"FUCK MY LIFE-", he yelled as he ran as fast as he could to the bathroom, where the stuffed frog doll (as the spirit media) that he had stabbed by a knife at the beginning of the game was placed. He need to find that doll, declaring "I win!" three times and all of this nightmare will be ended up soon.
But he got another heart attack when he arrived at the bathroom:
The stabbed doll was gone.
"No- Nonono- NOT NOW-!!", he yelled in frustration, hands pulling his short, black hair as the result. This mean he must look up for the doll in his entire messy home. His life is more fucked than before now and he regretted about his messy lifestyle because of this motherfucking problem.
"FUCK MY LIFE-", he yelled as he ran as fast as he could to the bathroom, where the stuffed frog doll (as the spirit media) that he had stabbed by a knife at the beginning of the game was placed. He need to find that doll, declaring "I win!" three times and all of this nightmare will be ended up soon.
But he got another heart attack when he arrived at the bathroom:
The stabbed doll was gone.
"No- Nonono- NOT NOW-!!", he yelled in frustration, hands pulling his short, black hair as the result. This mean he must look up for the doll in his entire messy home. His life is more fucked than before now and he regretted about his messy lifestyle because of this motherfucking problem.
Trying to got his common sense back, Takao smacked his own head, before taking a deep breath and exhaling. 'Calm down, Takao. You won't get harmed by the spirit..', he tried to calm himself in this dire situation, before beginning to search for the doll.
He looked up in the living room first, but it didn't seem like the doll was anywhere inside that room. Takao moved to another room, the dining room. This time, sound of foot steps was heard again across his house. Takao could felt cold air running through his spine, giving him a goose bumps.
"Shit-", he cursed. Takao was going to look back when he remembered a rule of the game: do not look back in this kind of situation. But curiositas anima mundi. Curiosity is the world's soul. Takao's head won't obey his brain's order to not look back. It felt like it was moving by itself, his eyes were curious of what creature that was lurking behind him; it was the worse decision he had ever made his entire life.
His eyes could catch a form of a girl in a shabby frilly black dress was tilting her head, staring at Takao with her wide, white iris through her long, messy hair that covers almost her entire face but her left eye. She stepped forward at Takao's direction slowly, with a curved smile on her face, succeed in making Takao freeze in fear.
"I win, oni-san. You can't escape..", she said. She lifted up her right hand slowly, revealing the knife Takao used to stab the doll before and continued to walk at Takao's direction. Takao wanted to scream out loud, but he could only open his mouth as he produced a strange whimpering sound from it. He wanted to run, but his legs won't move any inch from his place right now. The girl finally arrived in front of him, and before Takao know what happened, he could felt a cold, thin, and sharp thing piercing through his abdomen. The girl had stabbed him with the knife.
Like what he did to the frog doll.
Takao coughed out blood from his mouth before he fell down to the cold, hard floor and lost his consciousness.
"Sleep tight, oni-san~"
The girl giggled softly before disappearing into the darkness.
~oOo~
Well, how's that? XD
I know it isn't scary enough to scare the shit out of you, because well yeah, this is my 1st horror fanfiction I created by myself (hell yeah, I ever done a horror ff colab with my freund, but it was based on a horror game, so, yeah, just like that #blabber)
And... thank you for reading as far as this, and mind to give some review? Trashy/random review is ok lol.
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