Ghostbusters: Breaking the Chain
It was a dark and rainy day in Japan. It had been sunny then all of a sudden a storm came out of no where and started pouring down upon the great city of Tokyo. A girl who was on her way home from the store decided to get out of the rain. The girl was in her mid twenties. She looked like an average Japanese woman. Shoulder length black hair, dark eyes, with tan skin. She raised the bags above her head in futile attempt to keep herself from getting wet. She came across a house that sat alone from the other houses. The house was dark and looked like no one had lived there for years. She ran up to the porch to get out of the rain. She wasn't getting wet on the porch until the wind picked up and caused the rain to go sideways. The porch wasn't a safe haven from the rain anymore. She looked around to see if any part of the porch was dry but as she was looking she saw the door slightly open. Then she heard a kid's voice. She cautiously walked towards the door and slowly pushed it open. She poked her head inside. The only light in the house was the light emanating from the windows. She walked into the house and looked around the room. A child's voice came from upstairs.
"Sumimasen?" She called out.
(Hello)
She slowly walked inside began to ascend up the stairs. She became shaky with a bit of fear. Her breathing became erratic and heavy. She slowly climbed the stairs hoping the child's voice she heard was only her imagination. That thought was quickly thrown out the window when she heard it again. It came from the door across from the stairs. She slowly approached the door. Her shaking hand reached for the door handle. As soon as she touched it, the feeling of dread and fear overwhelmed her and caused her to become even shakier. That was it for her. She was going to get out of there. She let go of the handle and turned around. She was stopped in her tracks by a woman standing in her way and making a deep low tone sound that she was known for, the death rattle. It was Kayako.