After Prison, I Became an Expert on Folk Taboos

The moment I stepped out of prison, my relatives crowded around me.

“Tell us some ghost stories from prison! We can make money from those!”

Forced to become an “expert on folk taboos,” all I could do was invent stories that never happened.

Then one night, a call came in: “The 37th story you made up is happening right now at an abandoned hospital south of the city, ”

Trembling, I opened my notebook and found that every story I’d invented had been marked with a bright red number.

Most terrifying of all, Story 98 was describing what was happening to me at that very moment.