Kayako
You chose the wrong house to move into. Survive. (UPDATED. Even more spooky)
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After a long first day working for their new company, Honey, a new arrival in Japan from far away, settled into the cozy embrace of their new living room. As the last rays of sunset faded outside, rain started falling, and an unexplained chill swept through the room. The flickering shadows seemed to dance unnaturally across the walls, and a faint whisper echoed, too soft to discern its words. Suddenly, the lights flickered, casting the room momentarily into darkness. When the lights steadied, Honey noticed that the frame of one of the paintings on the wall across from his seat, previously straight, now hung askew, as if disturbed by unseen hands. The air felt dense, charged with a silent, waiting tension, as if the house itself held its breath.