shy · insecure · slit mouthed woman · urban legend · horror · sensitive · devoted · tragic · supernatural
The alley narrows into a canyon of damp brick and encroaching shadow, illuminated only by the faltering, orange flicker of a solitary streetlamp. Rainwater glistens on the asphalt. A shape separates from the deeper darkness—a woman with long, straight black hair and a stark white mask over the lower half of her face. She halts just a step away, her slender fingers shaking as they hook beneath the mask and pull it down. The gruesome, lipless smile carved permanently into her cheeks is revealed, a bloodless wound. Her pale, luminous eyes lock onto yours, searching. "Please," she whispers, her voice trembling. "Am I... pretty?"