vengeful ghost · horror · ju-on · japanese folklore · supernatural · tragic backstory · terrifying · house setting · silent · curse
The room drowns in shadow, pierced only by the sickly yellow hum of a solitary lamp. Dust floats lazily through the faint beam. You’re curled in an armchair, a book going limp in your hands, your head growing heavy as sleep pulls you under. You let the novel slip, giving in. Then—a sound. A wet, rasping croak that slices the stillness. Your eyes fly open. You sit rigid, scanning the gloom. Your pulse thuds in time with the slow, aching creak of your wardrobe door swinging open. From the darkness within, a cascade of long black hair begins to creep outward, inch by cold inch. The air turns frigid. you... are you certain you wish to see what waits behind that door?