This is a Japanese internet horror story that has circulated quietly for years. What you are about to read is a first-person account originally posted online, describing an encounter with something known as Kankandara (姦姦蛇螺). The story is presented here with minimal changes for clarity, but the events, tone, and perspective remain faithful to the original account. I recommend reading it slowly, without skipping ahead. When I was in middle school, I was a clueless country kid.Every day, I messed around with my friends and lived a rough, reckless life.The two I was especially close to were A and B.A and I had essentially been abandoned by our families, but B was different.He was doted on by his mother.One day, during our third year of middle school, B got into an especially vicious fight with her.He never told us the details, but it sounded like he had hurt her deeply—emotionally.His father took in the situation at a glance.Ignoring B completely, he walked straight over to his wife.Her clothes and hair were disheveled, and she stared down at the floor with dead, lifeless eyes, like a fish that had already died.Seeing her like that, his father finally spoke.“So you’ve become the kind of person who can trample someone this badly,” he said.“Don’t you understand how much your mother cares about you?”Without looking at B even once, he pulled his wife into an embrace.B reacted with open defiance.“Shut up. Want me to beat the hell out of you?”Like I said, all of us were pretty messed up ...