“Why I Will Never Ride A Train In Japan Again” Creepypasta Original

My job isn’t very exciting but it’s
important to mention since it’s the reason I was in Tokyo in the first place
I’m a representative of a huge plane equipment company I was there on behalf
of my CEO who well at this time of the year was probably getting a nice tan in
Hawaii with his family Christmas was just around the corner after all
needless to say I would have rather had been back home with my family instead of
trying to sell some new improved seating options for an airplane in Japan but it
was my job and I couldn’t exactly say no however I was supposed to be back for
the 22nd at the latest so at least I wasn’t going to miss Christmas with my
family I was just going to miss what my four-year-old considers to be the most
important thing ever the decoration of our Christmas tree I promised her I was
going to get her something special in Japan since I couldn’t make it for the
big event and this seemed to calm her down a little bit and that worked
wonders on my wife too she also made me promise to bring something back for her
anyway after a long day in meeting after
meeting I was about ready to go back to my hotel Japan well a very nice place to
visit as a tourist is literally Hell on Earth during rush hour as I got to the
platform and waited for my train I felt very unnerved as if someone had been
following and looking at me I blame that on the fact that I was tired but my gaze
ended up wandering to a strange looking man dressed in all black
I couldn’t see his eyes because of his long black hair shielding his gaze from
me the train finally arrived and I got in but as you would expect a train in
Japan there wasn’t a place to sit by my left was a group of boys fresh out
of school playing loudly on their phones and exchanging words that made no sense
to me you see I knew my way around Japan well enough since I’d been there a
couple of times for work but well I never bothered to learn the language I
only ordered food from the hotel and learned the places where I had to stop
on the train just to avoid too many taxi fares the job well it paid for the hotel
and the food but I had a very limited budget for transportation and I wanted
to use it for the moment I could decide to buy gifts instead it was just easier
to learn where I’d have to travel and use the train then end up with a
transportation bill because my boss was too cheap to pay for it plus a taxi in
Japan takes twice if not three times as much time to reach its destination and
so well the train was the best option or well at least that’s what you would
think until you actually got on a train in Japan you see the mix of smells are
strong plus it’s always crowded and hot like a thousand tiny sardines packed in
an even smaller can you just can’t stand in peace there’s always someone on your
left to your right so ways someone behind you and in front of you quite
literally shoulder to shoulder it’s not ideal if you know agoraphobia trains I
always felt like I was suffocating but after three or four trips I can now say
confidently that I’ve become a pro at using the train during these hours but
let’s go back I mentioned a weird guy with the long hair once I got on the
train I still felt like I was being watched
around six feet to my right my gaze finally crossed what the man let me tell
you I had never seen I is so read in my entire life it could have been contacts
there were a lot of different fashion styles in Tokyo but I didn’t feel like
if this was I was absolutely captivated by his gaze and not in a loving way
something about his eyes unsettled me greatly and each time I tried to pry my
gaze from his I ended up returning to him in a matter of seconds loud ding
disturbed my thoughts and forced me to look at the station it wasn’t mine I
still had four stations to go before mine would come up the train emptied a
little and I had a little bit more wiggle room but it was still very
crowded and plus when I sawed the red eyed man I couldn’t find him I don’t
know why I didn’t feel reassured in the least that’s when I felt a hand on my
shoulder and heard the deepest most guttural exhale I’d ever heard of my
life every hair on my neck stood on end when I turned my head I was facing the
red eyed guy I felt like his eyes were piercing my soul his gaze was so intense
that if you asked me today what the rest of his face looked like I wouldn’t be
able to answer that I also I couldn’t tear my eyes away from his I tried to
move a muscle to at least get him to release my shoulder but I couldn’t move
I was paralyzed those frozen and fear just then a loud screech and an even
deeper vibration shook the Train and I heard a scream coming from the front of
the car there was an announcement in Japanese over the intercom and the train
started shaking even more it seemed like we were picking up speed as well I still
couldn’t move it was like I was trapped by the red eyes staring at me staring
straight to my soul the train kept picking up speed and people were
screaming every time the train shook someone was catapulted off their seat
the sound of glass breaking was heard as a poor teenage boy was sent flying
toward the glass door the impact had been so strong his head shattered the
glass panes it was still alive and conscious but he was bleeding profusely
the voices on the speaker became louder and I finally managed to free my gaze
from the red eyed stranger just in time to realize that we hadn’t turned I heard
the sound of metal clashing against metal of human agony as flames and metal
engulfed the cabins of the front everything happened so fast
I saw a metal bar flying to my right and stabbing a woman in the chest the
seconds before the crash finally reached us and we were engulfed in flames I felt
my skin burn and I smelled other people’s charred flesh for long enough
that the smell stuck to my nose and then I heard myself scream and I woke up I
was holding one of the many handle bars so tightly my knuckles had turned
completely white a woman and her child on my left well they were looking at me
strangely she held her child even closer as I
looked back at him I could feel that I was covered in sweat from forehead to
ass and I nearly dry heaved when the stench of burning flesh reentered my
nostrils again there is another squeeze on my shoulder
I only had the time to look at the flashing indicator to know that we were
still three stations left before I could get out and it’s think tably
I turned my head to see who was squeezing my shoulder that was a big
mistake the eyes were even more intense than they were before the first vision I
had to assume it was a vision because the woman whose chest had been impaled
was standing right in front of me breathing and looking pretty blasé about
life but very much alive not that I could look at her anymore because the
moment I set my eyes on those intense red eyes I knew I wouldn’t be able to
escape I couldn’t see the rest of his face but I felt like he was smiling at
me inwardly I could feel the malevolence
and evilness and I imagined a smile I was about to try and say something when
I heard their first gunshot noise tore through the atmosphere I heard a loud
scream and saw blood and then a desperate man holding what looked like a
semi-automatic weapon now I’m not an expert but that
definitely wasn’t a handgun and it looked exactly like one of those guns
you see in an action movie that shoots 12 bullets in under a second definitely
not an expert on the subject but I felt an intense fear growing in my guts
the shooter turned in the other direction and started shooting
I saw literal pieces of human brains being splattered across the cabins and I
was frozen in my place while people in my own cabin tried to run away from the
shooter who seemed busy with the other direction but it would only last so long
until he was done with that side he turned around and his eyes were just as
read if not redder than the man forcing me to witness all of this
a few more bullets were shot and I felt the warmth of the blood of the woman and
her daughter as it splattered across my chest and face
I finally reacted and turned around to try and run away as a flurry of bullets
flew around me I was hit in the back three times
my legs twice I felt the bullet as it pierced through my flesh and burned its
way through my abdomen I taste the blood as I saw others panicking and felt feet
literally walking all over me to try and escape the shooter felt very real and I
was convinced I was going to die I tried to tell myself it was fake but I could
feel it my consciousness slipping and cold seeping through my veins I saw my
blood leave my body but leaders and my alertness flicker I coughed up blood and
I lost consciousness when I came back to my knees trembled
and it was still holding on to that bar the ding announced that there were two
more stations left before I could get out and I wanted to get out now I tried
to take a step forward but nearly tripped the man with red eyes grabbed my
shoulders and I could see the little girls worried gaze on me I wanted to
tell her and everyone they needed to get out of the train but again almost
trapped in my own body I straightened myself and could still smell the burnt
flesh from the first vision feel the pain and the bullet wounds from the
second I stared back at the red eyed man ready to implore him to let me get off
the train my whole vision turned red it was like I’d gone blind but then the
woman holding her daughter coughed I looked back in a man with red eyes
wasn’t there anymore my mouth dried up instantly the woman
coughed again this time a little stronger her daughter screamed loudly
and I noticed her hair and face were covered in
blood a second later her mother was crashing down to the floor of the train
was having seizures people formed a circle around her as she vomited blood
but it didn’t last a second passenger started coughing and then a third the
woman was still convulsing and vomiting on the ground her eyes remained closed
as her daughter shook her I could feel the helplessness of her daughter as she
screamed in her own tongue and cried for help now I might not know Japanese but
agony is a universal language her mother reopened her eyes only for them to start
bulging out of their sockets at this point I grabbed the little girl and
shoved her face in my stomach her mother’s face was turning purple as a
cacophony of coughs and retching happened in the background everywhere I
looked people were vomiting blood were falling
to their knees they look like they were suffocating the little girl’s mother’s
eyes exploded and a mixture of eye fluids and blood splattered warmly
across my hand as I kept her in my stomach her mother’s body kept being
jerk by spasms for a few minutes then she stopped moving and then I heard the
tiniest of coughs on my stomach then another followed by a warm stream
that went from my stomach to my leg I pulled the little girl away and the
lower half of her face was covered in blood her face was warm and sweaty I’m
not ashamed to say that I pushed her away from me and took a step back only
to trip on a body that had been done convulsing the coughing around me was
subsiding as more people started to die but I saw this little girl vomit at
least four times her weight in blood before the same thing that happened to
her mother happened to her I couldn’t believe my eyes and I saw the
man with red eyes as the very few last men standing started to fall and I felt
an itch on the back of my throat and I coughed once then twice and then I felt
like every breath I took was like inhaling miniature daggers covered in
tiny flames breathing made my lungs burn and I could feel them filling with blood
I coughed into my palm and there it was my blood all I could smell anymore was
blood the train car was filled with it I tried to hold on to the handle bar and
move through the cabin but my foot slipped on some of the gore and vomit
and I fell face-first onto the floor that’s when I felt my body seized I lost
control of my muscles and started coughing like crazy my vision blurred
and my whole body was in a tremendous amount of pain I felt myself slipping
slipping off into the blackness I rolled on my back and lost consciousness and
then I woke up again but this time I wasn’t on the train I was back on the
platform I was covered in sweat and shaking like a leaf when I turned the
man was there but I couldn’t see his eyes I decided not to take the train I
went back outside and gestured for a taxi I went back to my hotel 3 times the
amount of time it would have taken me if I had taken the train but all I wanted
was not to be surrounded by a ton of people and I entered my hotel room I
made my way to my bathroom and I believe it or not I vomited until I felt like my
entire body was empty it still smell the charred flesh of the passengers my
abdomen and a great amount of pain from where
I’d been shot and the back of my throat was itching like crazy I had to drag my
body to bed and I slept for 11 hours when I woke up it was all over the news
the Train yesterday had malfunctioned and crashed causing the death of 73
passengers and wounding 129 that was the Train I was supposed to be on I packed
up my stuff and I called my boss and I said I was coming home but something
happened and I was coming home aside from using the airplane to get home I
haven’t used public transportation since then and I haven’t set foot in Japan
either you

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