CHAPTER THREE. HERE WE GO. (Is currently listening to 'A butterfly on your shoulder' with Yugi and Yami as the stars of the music video. I CAN'T STOP WATCHING IT O_O)
And, guys, seriously. Guess who some people are, and you'll get to chose a scary story! I swear _;
But, anyways, the contest is still up for guessing who the young man with the hook is in chapter two and the old man in chapter one for a prize.

*Sigh*
Okay, on to the chapter~!

October 24

Title: "The Phone Booth"

There were teenaged girls, named Rin and Souten who both shared a keen interest in the paranormal. Whenever they met, they would always have a new scary ghost story or spooky urban legend to share with each other.

One day, Souten was browsing on the internet, when she came across a website that had a lot of Japanese urban legends. She read a story about a certain suspension bridge that was located close to her home. The website had plenty of pictures of the bridge and the surrounding area. As she read the legend associated with the bridge, Souten knew her friend would be interested.

The next time she met Rin, she told the other about the bridge. It was an old suspension bridge that crossed over a deep gorge. For some inexplicable reason, it was known as a spot that was notorious for suicides. Every year, at least 20 or 30 people would throw themselves off the bridge and plunge to their deaths. Nobody could explain why. They said the spot was haunted by the ghosts of all the people who had committed suicide there.

When Rin went home that evening, she decided that she had to check out the bridge. She desperately wanted to see a ghost. So, that very night, she set out for the mountains where the bridge was located. It took her about half an hour to get there.

It was almost midnight, when she arrived at the bridge and there was not a single person around. It was dark and deathly quiet. The atmosphere was so spooky and ominous that it sent a chill down Rin's spine.

"Wow, this place is creepy," she muttered to herself as she cautiously walked to the edge of the gorge and peered down into its depths. She began thinking about all the people who had thrown themselves down into the inky blackness. The thought of it made her hair stand on end.

It was so fascinating she felt compelled to call her friend, Souten, about it, so she pulled out her cell phone to call her. However, since she was high up in the mountains, she couldn't get any reception.

Looking around, Rin noticed a solitary phone booth standing nearby. She went inside, put some coins in the slot, and dialed Souten's number.

"Hello? Souten? Guess where I am right now," Rin giggled excitedly. "I'm at the suspension bridge you told me about. The view is absolutely stunning. You've got to come up here and see it sometime."

"Yeah, I'd like to," Souten replied. "I saw all the pictures on the website… Wait a second… What number are you calling me from?"

Rin laughed. "Oh, I couldn't get any reception on my mobile, so I'm calling from the payphone up here…"

Her friend was confused. "Payphone? There's no payphone up there. I would have seen it in the pictures."

"What are you talking about?" asked Rin, her eyebrows knitting together. "I'm standing in the phone booth right at the entrance to the bridge… Hold on, I'd better go… There's a line of people outside waiting to use the phone. I'll call you when I get back home."

As soon as she said that Souten shouted, "No! Rin, don't get out of that phone booth! I know that place! I'll be right there in thirty minutes. Whatever you do, don't move!"

"What's wrong?"

"Just promise me you'll stay where you are. Don't move an inch, okay?! And don't hang up the phone. I'm coming!"

When her friend hung up, Rin felt a wave of fear envelop her. She stood in the phone booth and kept the phone receiver pressed to her ear. Looking over her shoulder, she saw a line of people standing behind her, waiting in line, silently watching her. The look in their eyes sent shivers down her back.

Half an hour later, when Souten arrived at the suspension bridge, she found her friend standing at the edge of the gorge. She was holding her cell to her ear.

There was no phone booth and no line of people waiting to use the phone. If she had moved even an inch, she would have fallen off the edge and plunged to her death.