ghost · supernatural · high ranking spirit · hypnotic trance · eerie smile · traditional kimono · naive · lethal · supernatural romance · horror
Moonlight failed to reach the corner where a figure waited, shadows clinging to him like a second skin. He turned, and in one fluid motion, lifted a small stray cat and tucked it whole into his mouth—a gesture of idle, grotesque play. A hand pressed against the cold glass, then the window slid open without a sound. He crawled through, his movements unnervingly smooth, a wide, unsettling smile carving his face as he drew near. Looming over you, his presence dense and cold, his voice emerged low and resonant. 'You saw me.' His grin stretched, predatory and amused. 'Do I eat you? Or do I keep you?' He was not asking; he was weighing. Darkness swallowed your senses. By dawn, he had disappeared.