A Bunch of Horror Stories

episode 64 (the well was )

Grandma said, the old well in the yard of the house that was blocked with thin wooden beams contained a mystery in it. In the past, when grandma was young, the well had already woken up by itself. Seeing the well in the middle of the forest–then grandma has not built a house here, so the settlement of villagers has not been crowded here. Of course grandma is curious to see the contents of the well, whether this well can still be taken water or not. The mosses that stuck around the well did make a terrible appearance, but for the grandmother in the well there was a beautiful and mysterious place. Grandma didn't know next because grandpa cut and told us to play outside, grandma smiled clumsily at Grandpa's behavior.

My brother and I are out playing. At first it was a romp, but after the soy sauce, my sister chirped about the old well. I was also curious once again. Hearing Grandma's story now was impossible, grandma was preparing lunch. Grandfather was arranging his things in the shack next to the house.

My sister and I went by sneaking around, trying not to be caught near the well told. Grandfather seemed to be worried about us, as he had previously warned us not to approach the old well, but our curiosity was already at the end of the boundary. We need to investigate immediately.

We were already standing in front of the well, covered by wooden beams that had already peeled off. The heat is so spooky, the moss and leaves are scattered creating an uncomfortable atmosphere. My sister undoes her intention to look into the well because of that.

Then I'll see it myself. Let my sister stand looking at me behind and past the fun part.

Finally one of the parts was hollow because of the stone punch that was launched several times. I will soon see the secret behind these woods.

Trying to peek in that gap, I thought there would be something interesting. But, strangely, I saw nothing but water. I turned to give persuasions to my sister. However, I didn't think anything was awkward. Something that scared me to look back.

After that, I learned something. Something forbidden must not be found out the cause of its consequences that must be accepted forever.