Imagine you’re at a restaurant in Japan. You neither speak nor understand the language. You have no idea what you ordered for dinner and the question remains long after your food arrives. You’ve had a bit of sake and need to excuse yourself to the men’s room….

Steve Marshall vividly remembers the night he was terrorized by a toilet.

When I approached the toilet, the lid lifted automatically,” said Marshall. “Then, as I stood in front of it, the seat also lifted. All I could think was, whoa … haunted bathroom! I just could not urinate for fear of what might happen next.”