I saw a ghost in the rain and her mom was literally buried behind her

okay so this is a legit scary story I experienced in 2003 and I'm still unhinged about it.

It was July 2003. That summer was INSANE with rain. Like, constant downpours, the humidity was choking you, and the whole vibe was just depressing as hell. I was working at a logistics warehouse in Ulsan doing driver stuff and management work. Been there about 2 years by then.

So I'm leaving around 5pm after being out on jobs, but I had like an hour before I actually needed to clock out. The timing felt awkward so I'm driving past this national heritage site I'd noticed before and I'm like "fuck it let me check it out."

Bad call.

For some reason even though it was summer, there were literally NO cicadas making noise. And then this crazy downpour just HITS. The whole vibe was dead silent. I'm driving my van up this mountain road - unpaved, muddy as hell from the rain, like 1.5m wide at most. Barely passable. Not a single person anywhere.

I'm navigating the curves and suddenly I see... something pale. Human-shaped. At first I'm like "oh it's just a scarecrow from a field" but the SECOND we pass it I realize. That's not a scarecrow. That's a KID. A little girl. Sitting on a black rock.

I pull over and walk over to her. She looks like an elementary school kid, super thin, just... off.

Me: "Hey kid, what are you doing out here? Where's your house? Where's your mom?"

She just keeps staring at my van.

Her: "Mister, what's your name?"

Me: "I'm [name]. What are you doing here? Where are your parents?"

Me: "I can give you a ride home, where do you live??" (then the convo just... stopped)

And here's where it gets INSANE. While we're talking, I'm automatically scanning her clothes, her shoes, her hair. A few seconds later I just... I got this feeling. My hair started standing straight up. I turn around and my van is ROLLING DOWN THE HILL. The engine was already off when I walked over so someone or something was pushing it.

I'm paranoid as hell so I always double-check stuff. I'm looking at her shoes - they're muddy, soaked. And dude. In the middle of this forest there are NO SOUNDS. No birds. No cicadas. Nothing.

She's wearing this white dress with a little red ribbon in her hair and red kids' shoes. Real clean, actually. But the rock she's sitting on? There's mud and water flowing everywhere around it. And I'm thinking "that's... clean for being out here..." and then.

Then I look behind the rock.

There's dirt washing down and caught in the soil is... it's not what I thought. It looks like a bouquet at first but it's LONG BLACK HAIR. Streaming in the water.

I FROZE. I turn around and my van is ROLLING FASTER now. Like something's pushing it from behind.

I literally sprinted after it, FELL, got covered in mud, somehow made it into the van and floored it down the mountain. No time to turn around, no room to turn around anyway. I'm panicking driving for like 20 minutes and then...

There. 20 meters ahead.

The girl again.

But this time there are two graves. And she's standing between them with her arms hanging at her sides, staring directly at me.

I almost blacked out at the wheel. I made some horrible sound and I don't even remember how I got past her. I just kept checking my mirrors, driving like a maniac for another 20 minutes until I saw actual houses.

I pull up to this old-style thatched-roof house and literally BREAK DOWN the door. The owner is this ancient old lady and she takes one look at me - covered head to toe in mud, one shoe missing, barefoot and shaking - and she's like "Oh my god what happened to you, young man."

She gave me warm food, shorts, a shirt. I changed and sat for a bit and my head started clearing. By then it was already getting dark. Clock said almost 8pm.

Once I could talk I told her everything. The old lady gets REALLY quiet. Then she says:

"Young man... you ran from a goblin. A real one. Not a person. A요물¹."

According to her, this mountain has something called a 묘귀 - a grave ghost - that wanders around. On rainy days like this, it lures people walking alone into deep ponds and drowns them. The villagers all know but they keep it quiet (tourists, apparently).

She tells me: tonight, don't go outside NO MATTER WHO CALLS YOU. Not once. If you need the bathroom, use this chamber pot.

Around 11pm the old lady falls asleep. I'm lying there in her room - there's this creaky glass door and a small window across from me that shows moonlight. I'm spiraling thinking about work tomorrow, how I'm getting home, all that.

I'm just about to fall asleep when...

Something HITS the window. Loud tap.

I lift my head. Nothing. I try to sleep again.

Then it happens again. Another tap.

Every 10 seconds. Like someone throwing PEBBLES at the window. Tap. Tap. Tap.

My hair stood up like I'd used the strongest gel in existence. My face muscles started twitching.

I SHAKE the old lady awake and tell her someone's throwing rocks at the window.

She wakes up and doesn't look scared AT ALL and she starts telling me this... story...

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