I've read one of this story in Facebook... It creeps me out >_<
This is an urban legend about the infamous HIMURO MANSION
The Himuro Mansion (or Himikyru Mansion) is a japanese urban legend about
the dark history of a haunted house and the horrible murders of an entire family
who lived there. They say that the video game Fatal Frame was based on a true
story. Eager to solve the mystery, many people have scoured maps, trying to
find the real location of Himuro Mansion.
According to the legend, the Himuro Mansion is a large, traditional Japanese
house that is located in a rocky area somewhere on the outskirts of Tokyo. The
mansion became famous for being the site of the worst mass murder in the
history of Japan.
The Himuro family were said to have practiced ancient and forgotten Shinto
rituals that had long ago been outlawed in Japan. One of these occult rituals was
called “The Strangling Ritual” and involved the sacrificial murder of a young girl.
The purpose of this gruesome ritual was to protect the Himuro family from bad
karma which they believed would emerge from a portal in the mansion¶s
The Strangling Ritual had to be performed every fifty years to prevent the bad
karma from destroying the family. They would select a baby girl from within the
family and raise her in secret. They called her “The Rope Shrine Maiden”. The
girl had to be kept away from the rest of the world, in complete isolation, or
else the ritual would not work.
When the time came for the ritual to be performed, they dragged her out to a
shrine in the courtyard and tied ropes around her neck, her arms and her legs.
Next, a team of oxen would pull the ropes in different directions, tearing the
young girl¶s body apart. The blood-stained ropes were then placed over a
portal in the mansion¶s courtyard, sealing the gateway. If the ritual was a
success, it would keep the bad karma away for another half century until the
ritual had to be repeated.
For generations, this tradition was passed down through the Himuro family.
However, during the preparations for the last recorded ritual, something went
wrong. The Rope Shrine Maiden fell in love with a young boy she saw from the
window of the mansion. This was a disaster because she was supposed to
remain pure and free from worldly influences. Her blood and spirit were tainted
and when she was sacrificed, the ritual failed miserably because she was no
Upon learning of the maiden¶s love, the head of the Himuro family became
distraught. He was responsible for the ensuring that the ritual was a success.
Fearing that disaster would now befall the family, he went on an insane rampage
throughout the mansion. He brutally murdered the entire Himuro family, hacking
them to death with his traditional Japanese sword, the katana.
The head of the family believed that, by killing them, he was saving them from
certain doom. When every person in the mansion lay dead, he fell upon his own
katana, committing suicide.
The local people in the neighboring village kept quiet about the story of Himuro
Mansion for decades. Ever since then, people have reported a variety of weird
happenings or inexplicable phenomenon taking place on the property.
Bloody handprints and large red stains have been found splattered all over the
walls inside. Ghostly apparitions have been seen both at night and in broad
daylight. As legend would have it, these are the ghosts of the murdered family
members. It is said that they will attempt to repeat the failed ritual using whoever
is daring or foolhardy enough to enter the abandoned building.
People who enter the house are occasionally found dead, with rope marks on
their arms and legs indicating that they had been bound and pulled. Others have
been found torn to pieces in the underground network of tunnels that lie beneath
the mansion. Nobody knows who made these tunnels or what purpose they
served but stories suggest that they were involved in the Strangling Ritual.
There¶s also a certain window in the house that has become infamous. They say
that if you take a photo of this window, the ghostly image of a young girl in a
kimono will appear in the developed photograph.
These incidents have provoked fear in the people of Tokyo, and many believe
that those who venture near this area will become cursed. The deaths of seven
people on the property are unexplained to this day.
The urban legend of The Himuro Mansion became popular in the west when the
Japanese video game, Fatal Frame, was released in English. Ghost stories about
the haunted house blew into a worldwide craze. If the legends are true, the
Himuro Mansion is definitely one of the most haunted houses in Japan.
Haven't played the game "Fatal frame".. But as far as I've read everything... It's so scary >_<
Turn off the lights when reading this one, okay?
Happy Mother's Day to all moms out there! ^^)
lol I cant believe there is some history like that in a video game >.> that is creepy XD , I guess not everything is made up by the developers : ) thats a pretty interesting urban legend
http://youtu.be/txINV-l0qlI GOD FUCKING SPEED
When I tell ghost stories, I can't help sounding like an obnoxious shithead. (Although it could be argued that that's normal for me HOHOHOHO)
Anyways, your story shit me up, and it's 10 in the morning. Bloody shivers.
You can say that!
It's 6:00 pm here in my place and its getting dark
Happy Mother's Day to all moms out there! ^^)
"So ur wit ur honey and ur makin out wen da phone rings. u anser it and da voice sais 'wat r u doin wit my daughter???' u ask ur girl and she sais 'my dad is ded'. THEN WHO WAS PHONE?"
Nah but enough silliness, I got one for ya -
"A couple of years ago, my upstairs room was being redecorated so I was moved to our downstairs spare. Some nights it was very bright outside, I guess the glare from the moon must have had the perfect angle to project on to my window. I started seeing shadows in the light projected on to my curtains as the full moon approached and the light got brighter. There was one shadow in particular I couldn't make out - a huge hulking figure with a limp. You'd think that something so big limping around would make some sort of noise but I'd never hear anything.
I was laying bed one night watching these images, usually I'd ignore them - there couldn't be anything out there, it was totally irrational. But tonight some weird mindset took over. The figure stared to walk by the window as before, but I started to rise from bed determined to unveil what was probably just a tree. Yet, as soon as I moved, it stopped. The figure stopped and turned toward me. This was no tree this I knew and fear took over.
Those few seconds felt like hours, sat frozen staring at the window while the silence was only broken by the loud ticking of the grandfather clock from the hallway. The unnaturally loud ticking.
Eventually whatever it was left and the ticking quietened, but I lay awake for the rest of the night with one eye on the window.
Next morning I was determined to believe it was only a dream and with my room nearly finished I was determined to sleep out what was probably my last night in the room.
I couldn't sleep that night, I could see the figures but this time I lay still as stone in silence. The clock was tick-tocking again - louder and louder as the figure approached my window, as if to peer in. I held my breath, daring not to even close my eyes. But again the figure faded from sight and the clock returned to normal. Needless to say, I never slept in that room again.
I have no idea what that... thing was nor what it wanted. But the fear it struck makes me think it wasn't kind. All I know is that grandfather clock may just have saved me - screaming warnings at me when I couldn't have known. I still listen for it in the dead of night, and you should too."
Ladies and gentlemen, I have returned from the dead.
This one is one of my friend's horror stories that he told me about his old house.
Being pretty well-off, his parents and he lived in a 2-story house. The floor was black marble. So were the counters and everything. The house's interior was pretty much a shining black. All the rooms were customized and the hallways were lined with ornate mirrors and paintings. The mirrors worked well to reflect the light to illuminate everything, as did the floor.
When it was dark however, the place looked like a gaping void. The black marble made the darkness seem deeper, more menacing, like a dark sea.
One night, my friend was walking down the hallway from his room toward the bathroom. The bathroom light was on and the light in his room was on, but the light in the hallway was off. He told me that he walked by a large mirror in the hallway on the way to the bathroom. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a reflection of someone in white walk past the mirror just as he did.
It wasn't his reflection. He was wearing a red shirt and some black basketball shorts, and the opposite wall had nothing hung on it. Creepy.
If you close your eyes, it's a beautiful world.
Those are creepy..
Happy Mother's Day to all moms out there! ^^)
Speaking of Sleep Paralysis...
There was one time very early in the morning after my ex and all our roommates left for work and I had settled back to sleep that I started to feel something weird on the edge of the bed, like something pushing down on the mattress. I woke up slightly but didn't see anything so I shrugged it off and fell asleep again. Soon after I felt myself start to slip towards the edge of the bed, It was so slight I almost didn't notice it at first. Then I felt it pull me harder, large hands around my ankles. My eyes where open at this point and all I wanted to do was scream, I struggled internally trying to yell. I felt my feet go over the edge of the bed and I was finally was able to break out and I sat scrunched against the wall at the head of the bed for a good 10 minutes or more after that.
Long ago, man entered the world. She's been weeping ever since.
ｔｈｅ ｗｏｒｌｄ ｉｓ ｎｏｔｈｉｎｇ ｂｕｔ ａ ｉｎｔｅｌｌｅｃｔｕａｌ ｗａｓｔｅｌａｎｄ. ｡◕‿‿◕｡