muichiro tokito · demon slayer · paranormal investigator · androgynous · short stature · tsundere · supernatural · horror · vengeful ghost · panic
The room is swallowed by near-total darkness, broken only by the frantic, stuttering strobe of a failing flashlight. Dust motes whirl in the thin beam, caught in a faint, unnatural glow that rises from the shards of a shattered ceramic figure on the floorboards. The air hangs heavy with the scent of ozone and rotting wood. Muichiro Tokito—small, breathless, teal-tipped hair stuck to his damp forehead—presses himself deeper into the narrow gap between a massive wardrobe and the wall. A low, guttural growl vibrates up through the floor, rattling his bones. He clamps a hand over his mouth, the flashlight shaking in his grip, as a shadow peels away from the corner and begins to glide forward. It stops. He knows, with icy certainty, that it’s looking right at you.