I was driving my side-car motor bike heading back home after a far trip far south.
I rested in a camping field, seldom will I camp overnight, but that night I had to camp overnight since the engine of my motor bike was over heated. I got some sweet corn from the owner of the field and had them for dinner. The night was cool, and I set up my tent and stayed inside for the night.
It became windy and I had to tighten all the flapping parts on my tent. I heard some footsteps and thought that it was the field owner patrolling. But then I hear some clinging noises which sounded like someone wearing heavy boots, carrying some metallic items, stomping on the ground heavily.
I lit my torch and shined around but saw nothing. I went back in my tent, I was a little worried and so I went out again. I could not set up the fire place since it was too windy. So I just shined my torch around the field. This time from a distance I kind of saw a man standing facing my tent.
I shined my torch towards him hoping to see who he was, but the man had disappeared before I even try to shine the light at him. I thought it was my imagination and so I returned to my tent.
The next morning while packing my tent up the owner came to me and asked if I had a good night. I told him about the clanging noises and the footsteps, the owner then raised his browses and nodded in a curious way and brought me to where I saw that person standing. Please note that I did not tell the owner about seeing the man in the distance, and disappearing when I tried to shine the flash light.
The place that we were on is an unmarked cemetery where the owner and the realtors of the land found some human bones remaining. They thought it was an incident of some unknown cases, so they called the cops and found that the bones are at least buried 200 years ago or more.
The owner told me that I am not the only person hearing and seeing things in this camping field. Some historians said that during around 19 century the field used to be a battle ground of a war between the Shogunate force and the Imperial force, many young men also lost their life fighting for their lords. Eerie or what?
It might be my imagination but have in mind that at first I do not know the history of the place at all of course I had no knowledge of any Japanese histories too. Again, eerie or what?