When I was a junior high school student, a small boy fell and died in the local school area.

The next day, there was an article in the newspaper that called him an unidentified

boy. Unidentified must have meant that he was injured so bad, or that the accident was so bad that

they couldn't tell who he was. At least, that's what I thought. A few days later, I heard some more details from

one of my friends. The boy who died didn't live in the area, and none of the kids who were

playing with him beforehand had any idea who he was. Nobody knew his parents, his relatives, or his school. We never found out who he was.

The Neighbourhood Council talked about setting up a small shrine, or a Gizzo statue for the boy,

but despite not understanding the circumstances around his death,

they were unsure of what to do, and in the end, did nothing.

That's the story my mother told me anyway.

These days, people have been moving out of that area,

and over half the buildings and apartments have closed down.

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On this week's show, we're looking at tales of monsters, tales of the unexplained, tales that

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