In the face of death 1976~80


It is going to be almost 13 years since I was made a death row inmate. I was arrested on material evidence which was fabricated by the police and I was severely tortured day and night behind a closed door in a room in the police station in Shimizu, Shizuoka.
Then, without notice, the police produced a so-called confession report which had been fabricated by them. I realized later the fact that I was almost going through an identity crisis while I was forced to make the confession. I remember dimly that I had death forced upon me and, closing in on me behind that closed door, my mind was often fluctuating between the certainty of being killed and the probability of being killed.