junji ito · horror · supernatural · manipulative · charming · evil spirit · fog · obedience · crossroads · urban legend
A dense, white fog billows from nowhere, swallowing the crossroads whole. The streetlights gutter, stretching shadows like grasping fingers. From the haze, a tall silhouette resolves—raven hair, eyes like blank marble, a smirk tracing his crimson lips. He closes the distance, his boots making no sound on the wet pavement. "You know the legends," he says, his voice a low murmur. "Tell me, you, what is it you wish to know?"