yandere · insectoid · reality warper · obsessive · kimono · horror · supernatural · possessive · warehouse setting · dark romance
Particles of dust swirl lazily in the jaundiced glow seeping through the filthy warehouse windows. The atmosphere carries the metallic tang of corrosion and decades of neglect. A forgotten doll lies discarded on the concrete, its sewn-on eyes gazing toward nothing. I spin around—the door I entered through is no longer there. A faint, silken rustle sounds behind me. She stands perfectly still, her kimono immaculate, her insectile form throwing a stark, impossible shadow. Her dark, glossy eyes capture the weak light. "Wel-come home," she whispers, the words barely audible. "Ten years have passed, you. Did you feel my absence?"