This story did not happen to me but to my great uncle, who
is now no longer with us - it pains me to say that I seem
to be surrounded by paranormally receptive people, but
nothing ever happens to me!
My great uncle lived in Kandy, Sri Lanka, which I believe
is where this took place. He went to the market late one
afternoon to buy some beef, and my great aunt warned him
that he'd left it pretty late and would have to run if he
were to stand any chance of getting a decent cut of beef.
However, she warned him not to take the footpath along the
isolated short cut, even though this would guarantee him
getting there in less time. This particular stretch of
pathway had a reputation for being haunted by spirits,
although my great aunt had never had any personal
experiences there. (Mind you, this was probably because she
never dared to go!).
However, he ignored her advice and took the short cut
anyway, reaching the market with no problem. He went to the
butcher's stall and was lucky enough to get one of the last
remaining good cuts of beef left. The butcher wrapped it
for him, and after purchasing it he decided to wander
around some of the other market stalls and see if they had
any late bargains. He hung around for a while and only
decided to go back when it was getting dark.
And yes - he took the forbidden short cut back. The pathway was not particularly long, but was lined by trees on
one side and long grass on the other - no lighting of any
kind. My great uncle walked along the pathway and suddenly
heard a rustling noise coming from the side with the long
grass. He turned to look, and saw a pair of hands sticking
out of the grass.
The hands then parted the grass, and through the gap came
the face of a terrifying-looking man. In the half-light my
great uncle could see that he had wide, bulging eyes and
what he described as "long teeth, like bananas", hanging
over his bottom lip. The man did not do anything, but
simply stared out from beneath the grass. My great uncle
was so spooked that he ran all the way home.
He was in such a state of shock that my great aunt knew
straight away that he had ignored her warning and taken the
short cut. She was really cross with him and told him to
sit down while she took the beef to prepare for dinner.
And this is the horrible bit ...
When she unwrapped the beef, it was rotten and crawling
with maggots! Needless to say, it had been perfect when her
husband had bought it.
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