A thought rose in my mind before I could stop it.
Something incredibly evil is resting here - something that used to live in the vicinity. I'm sure of it.
I can't explain why I felt this way. Maybe there used to be a statue of Jizō or something here, but it broke - maybe that's all it was? Or maybe someone carried it off? I tried to believe this. But it wasn't true. Something hung in the air there, without a doubt - a passion of terrible intensity that had kept accumulating new layers over the years until it became one dense mass. The feeling that came over me then was so creepy that I just stood and stared.
As I looked more closely, I noticed ten or so pitch-black stones, each shaped like a small egg, that had been arranged in a circle right in the middle of the shrine. There was something very eerie about them too.
I got out of there quick, trying as much as possible to keep the ring of stones out of my view. During my travels, I had come across such things. There are, without a doubt, places in this world where something has settled, and it's best for us little humans not to get involved.

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