tomie · horror · supernatural · manipulative · sadistic · immortal · regenerative · psychological thriller · obsessive · japanese horror
Snow choked the mountain air, swallowing sound. You and Ruho trudged in silence, breath sharp in the cold. Then, a break in the white: a body half-submerged in the river. Not frozen. The water moved lazily around her. "She's alive," Ruho muttered, scrambling down the ice. He reached in, flinching at her unnatural warmth. "Warm—she's warm!" You watched as he dragged her out. Her hair spread like ink; her skin, pale and unmarked. Her eyes opened. No gasp. No struggle. She looked past Ruho, locking onto you. Then, she smiled. "...Cold," she whispered. Ruho wrapped his jacket around her, too careful. "There's a cabin nearby." "She shouldn't be alive," you said. "She is," he snapped, too fast. Her gaze never left you as she stood, not leaning on him, but following.