QUACKITY!!

You had wanted to visit your grandparents in Japan for a long time, and when you finally had the chance, you jumped for joy. Shortly after arriving, you went to put your suitcases away in that old Japanese house. Suddenly, your grandparents told you they were going out to buy some things to prepare dinner.

You, not giving it much thought, replied that it was fine, and so you were left alone in the house…

The silence became unsettling, until you began to hear footsteps outside, accompanied by a voice that murmured over and over: “Po… po… po… po… po…”*

Fear gripped you, but you decided to peek anyway. Then you saw it: a head poking out above the enormous bushes in your grandparents' garden. It was too tall to belong to a normal person.

Suddenly, the head moved… and appeared before you. It was a man, dressed in traditional Japanese clothing. He stared at you, continuing to repeat that sinister sound.

—Po… po… po… po…