NIGHTMARE GENERATION

a reddragon entertainment production

Disclaimer I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho or King Diamond's album Give me Your Soul... Please! or the Voodoo album or the Graveyard album or the Puppet Master album. This is simply fan made entertainment. And any racial slurs or the like are NOT the views or personnel beliefs of the writer; they are simply words that the characters say in the heat of the moment for the realism of the story they are in.

GIVE ME YOUR SOUL...PLEASE!

Prologue

THE DEAD

There is darkness...pure empty darkness that no light can shine through. There is nothing but a lightless void, the sound of a clock tick tocking endlessly and loudly through the dark void of nothing is all that could be heard.

Then a child's voice could be heard in the dark he could not be seen, but he could be heard. "Where are we now? What is this place?" he asked his sister.

"Don't you remember, little brother? We died. We're dead," she told him somberly not being able to see him only hear him.

"But what are they going to do to me?" he asked worriedly. "Am I going to hell?"

"I don't know," she replied. "But, that's what they say. I will try to find you another soul."

"I must go, but I can never stay," she finished as she headed toward the sound of the music guiding her to where she must go to save her brother.

"Now to this house I go." she said going off into the house.

"Don't let anyone see your bloody dress." the boy whispered to her as she left and then all was quiet again save for the sound of the ticking clock.

CHAPTER 1
NEVER ENDING HILL

"Time is never ever standing still, except on Never Ending Hill." Kurama mused as he sat on the hillside of his new home. He had just finished playing around a little on the organ that was in his new home. from where he was sitting he could see what was called devil lake because of its unique shape. thanks to his well paying job he was able to buy this home. he had gotten tired of the hustle and bustle of city life and so he had moved here into the outskirts of the city where it was quiet and peaceful. so far he loved it the house behind him was comfortable although maybe a little too big for his liking and sometimes it felt a little foreboding sitting atop of the hill that was called never ending hill. but Kurama had no trouble calling it home he thought as he glanced at the home he lived in.

Kurama turned his head back in front of him while he sat on the side of the hill with an arm resting on his knee, sitting comfortably in his leisurely clothing. it felt so wonderful sitting here instead of in the city. Kurama took in his surroundings which only added to his peace and relaxation. he could here the birds singing in the trees he noticed that it was so quiet that he could hear the wind shaking all the leaves in the trees and on the ground.

Kurama looked up and a small gasp escaped through his smile as he saw the golden clouds passing before his eyes. looking back down toward the bottom of the hill he could see his black cat magic down by the lake chasing butterflies that couldn't get away.

The sky seemed to give off a yellow tint that mixed with a red very similar to the shade of red his long hair had.

"I love this place in the early evening." he said aloud to nobody but himself since he lived here alone. Kurama also loved the color of the grass and other plants around him in this place the grass being as dark a green as his eyes. but he did admit that he was not a fan of the summer heat that he was feeling. and he did admit that he missed Yusuke and the others but he had already decided to plan a trip back home to see them all. it was something that they did every year and kurama was certainly not one to break tradition.

after a while had passed Kurama noticed that the sun was slowly going down. devil lake (which had gotten its name after a child had drown in it long ago.) he noticed was quiet now. Kurama stood up noticing that it was getting late. "magic! come here magic! It's time to come in!" Kurama called loudly with a soft yet loud call.

the black cat perked up as it heard the calls of its owner and began running from where it was by the lake and up the hill toward Kurama and to his side looking up at him and meowing.

"Say goodbye to your butterfly, Magic, because darkness is headed our way." he said with a smile, then looked up and saw the setting sun looking as though it were drowning in devil lake as it continued to set.

Kurama watched this scene until magic raised up on his hind legs and began to pick at Kurama's loose fitting pants. this brought him back to reality.

"right, sorry." Kurama replied to his pet. "come on magic let's go inside. it's getting late. Kurama said leading magic back to the large heavy wooden door opening it for magic who went through followed by himself. the sound the heavy door made being the sign that they had went inside the house that's appearance seemed more foreboding now that the dark of night replaced the red and gold colors that painted everything in a reddish hue. looking at the mansion at night one would never think that somebody like kurama would live here in this house. but he loved it, it had an old-fashioned feel to it that made kurama feel like he was living in a piece of history. he couldn't believe the great deal he had gotten when he bought the house. they had told him that nobody wanted the house because of how secluded it was. but kurama liked the seclusion and the surrounding forestry. he really liked this house and everything that came with it.

CHAPTER 2
IS ANYBODY HERE?

Kurama locked the front door behind him the heavy pins moving into place with a clang. turning around he noticed that it was getting darker as the night replaced the daylight. he turned the lights out during the day since his home sat on top of a giant hill the sun lit up the house perfectly during the day. but when night came it would grow very dark making the need for light obvious.

"The evening is here," Kurama spoke aloud." he could look and almost swear that he could see the darkness taking over his home. Kurama lifted up his bangs and wiped the sweat from his forehead thinking of how hot it is tonight. "looks like it will be another hot night magic." Kurama said as he walked down the hallway of his home.

Suddenly he stopped where he was and looked around. he had the feeling all of a sudden that someone was watching him. he looked around not being able to see much because of the darkness. but he felt like there was someone hiding in the shadows looking at him from the dark. as he stood in quiet looking at the dark around him he felt like he could almost hear the dark breathing.

as time passed kuramas tension stayed high to the point that he decided to call out to the anyone that he thought might be hiding from his gaze.

"Hello? is anybody there?" Kurama asked into the dark. He waited but heard nothing so he called out again. "hello is anybody here in my home?" this question was also met with silence.

Kurama took a moment and mentally told himself to relax there had not been a person on his land all day and that's usually the way that it always was. he wanted solitude and you didn't get solitude the way you did if you lived on never ending hill according to the real estate agent he talked to.

for a moment standing in the dark his feelings of being watched made him forget about turning on the lights. as he was about to go and do that he could have sworn that he heard the sound of someone calling out from the dark "help me."

this caused Kurama to jump and snap his head back towards the dark of a large room to his right. he could say that it sounded like someone calling for help but it sounded like it was being called from a long ways away. it was barely audible but the redhead thought that he picked it up.

"IS ANYBODY HERE?!" Kurama yelled feeling his uneasiness climbing. in return Kurama could hear a little louder this time, "help me...help me... it sounded almost like a... child. Kurama thought while his stomach started feeling as though it was knotting up.

CHAPTER 3
BLACK OF NIGHT

"I need light!" Kurama thought to himself before he ran down the hallway to the central area. Kurama needed to turn the lights on now he had postponed that enough. he thought as he turned on the chandelier. when the large area was full of light Kurama felt some of his anxiety leave him now that he had nice bright light for himself to see now.

suddenly he could hear the sounds of little footsteps coming from down the other hallway. Kurama was about to ask who was in his house but suddenly the lights were flickering. then the lights were out putting him back in the darkness. the anxiety that left when he had turned the lights on was back now that the lights went out.

it was so hard for him to see in the black of night. but he did notice that the moon was full and it gave him a little light through his windows. but he still felt very uneasy he thought that he should leave. but he was not going to be run out of his own house. the mansion itself had no phone so he could not call for help. but he decided to try and call for help on his cell phone he fumbled in his pocket for it and once he had it he discovered that his phone was dead.

"it was full earlier and I haven't even made a call today!" Kurama said to himself before he dropped the phone knowing it was useless now. he ran to try and turn the lights on again but they would not turn back on it seemed that the power was out. but how? things were really getting strange making him all the more uneasy.

Kurama ran back to the hallway but noticed his black cat magic was mesmerized by something in the hallway. almost like it was watching something but Kurama saw nothing even though it was dark in the hall the light of the full moon gave some light but still he could not see anything.

the growling that his cat started to do made Kurama look down to it to see that it was arching its back and bushing out its tail before letting out a hiss. Kurama found this to be unnerving to see his cats reaction at something that he could not see in the hall.

"ok get it together, Kurama and think." he told himself the lights were out and he could not see. but there were candles in the kitchen. he quickly turned and went to his kitchen thankfully he knew how to get to it even in the dark.

when he got to the kitchen he hastily opened the top drawer by his stove and took the matches that he had placed with them and hastily striking one and lighting the candle. it was a little challenging to do since his hands were shaking from adrenaline and fear. but finally he got it lit now he had just a little light to see again. which to him was better than nothing. he thought momentarily about a flashlight that he had...but he had no batteries for it.

mentally cursing himself for that he took the candle and began looking along the first floor of the house. Searching for the intruder that he knew was here with him. He couldn't help but ask himself what was magic getting so defensive about. what was in the dark that the cat could sense that he couldn't?

Kurama again heard tiny footsteps coming from the hallway opposite of the hallway leading to his front door. he walked cautiously trying not to blow out his candle. as he slowly walked he was suddenly hit in the head by something from behind. the pain and surprise caused him to jump and yell, he turned around in fear thinking that the person in his home was attacking him but once he turned around he saw that nobody was there.

this caused Kurama to have more fear then if someone was behind him. then something hit him on the head from the behind in the direction that he was just facing causing him more pain and eliciting another small yell from him. again there was nothing there. Kurama was starting to get more scared as time went on.

"It's so hard to see." Kurama thought to himself trying to get a hold of his fear and muster up the courage to find out what was going on in his home. he took a moment and tried to regain his composure. but the question would not go out of his mind. "Who or what just hit me?" whatever it was it had caused him to feel as though he was going to die from fright.

CHAPTER 4
MIRROR, MIRROR

Kurama's feelings were burning with fear. he knew someone was in his home he just couldn't see. he tried swallowing his fear down feeling it hit heavy and cold in his stomach. he silently followed the sound of little footsteps that he was hearing in the hall.

Getting into the hall with his candle still in his hand, he slowly walked down the hallway scanning what the candle would allow him to see. As he walked by a mirror hanging on the wall he glanced over reflexively and froze in his tracks. He felt his whole body turn into ice as he stared in utter shock at the mirror and what he saw in it.

He didn't see himself! he didn't even see the hallway that he was in! instead he saw a girl in a bloody dress standing in front of what looked to be the front of the entrance to his cellar. he recognized it easily as he was just in it yesterday.

Snapping out of his shock after a moment that felt like an hour. and worked up the nerve to speak to what he saw in the mirror. "Why are you here?! What are you looking for in this house?!" Kurama uncontrollably asked the questions in a tone that resembled more of a yell then a normal tone.

looking at the image Kurama found himself wanting to ask the apparition more questions but was too afraid to. so his mind began asking himself the questions instead. "why were her hands so full of blood?" Kurama mentally asked himself and noticed that it was in her blonde hair too. "good God!" Kurama almost said aloud. because of the color of the night, even with the candle still in his trembling hand. he could not tell if the little girl was dressed in red...or bloody white.

"the girls hair was such a bloody mess." Kurama thought to himself "and what were those marks on her neck?" he continued asking questions to himself that he knew he had no answers to give.

"are...are you dead?" Kurama asked aloud the fear he was feeling preventing him from asking an obvious question. the girl smiled and kurma could hear a thump behind him. he looked back and felt the wave of fear he was having renew itself. on the wall behind him he saw a bloody smear on the wall that looked like a little girls hand print that was dragged across the wall. and above it he could see his crucifix that he had hanging was now upside down on the wall.

these things caused Kurama to take another look at the mirror on his wall and again instead of seeing himself or even the hallway that he was in he saw a girl in a bloody dress and watched the little go down into his cellar and the door immediately dropped shut on its own. then the images in the mirror stopped and he could see himself again. but, through the mirror on the wall he noticed that blood was dripping onto his floor in heavy drops.

CHAPTER 5
THE CELLAR

kurama stood in front of the closed cellar door. deep in his mind he knew that he should stay away, that he should leave the house and never come back. but he wanted to know what the ghost wanted, what it was doing here.

these thoughts swirled around in his head as he opened the cellar door. Kurama took in a deep breath as if he were going diving. then he began his slow descent into the cellar where he thought the little girl just might show.

The dark was so much darker in the cellar. The candle in his hand couldn't break the sensation of fear. Kurama could see a trail of blood leading down into the dark where he knew he shouldn't go.

"I shouldn't be down here. evil is in the air." Kurama thought as he felt the ground underneath his feet as he followed the trail of blood. Kurama was beginning to feel like all the darkness around him was closing in on him.

Kurama walked deeper into the dark following the long puddle of blood that looked black in his candle light. Then in front of him in a halo of light he could see a shape...he knew it was her.

in the silent dark he could hear her breath and wheeze like there was something wrong with her throat. Kurama felt fear make his legs feel like they were trembling just trying to hold him up. he saw her slowly point her little finger at him with a smile and a laugh the apparition spoke to him.

"mine, give me your soul please!" she said with a slight giggle. her gaze staying on him the whole time.

Kurama was shocked and scared to the point that he thought he might pass out. he had never felt fear like this. the ghost wanted his soul. suddenly he regretted not leaving his house when he had the chance. his curiosity had put him into the scariest moment of his life.

"mine, give me your soul please!" the child ghost said again the smile still staying on her and her blue eyes were fully locked on Kurama's emerald green ones.

"STAY AWAY FROM ME!" Kurama yelled out in fear as he staggered back a couple of steps. "I've got to get away!" Kurama told himself. her piercing eyes were burning deep into his mind.

Kurama started to slowly turn around then the girl started moving toward him causing him to stumble and fall to the ground. the dark was so much darker than before. the candle in his hand didn't burn anymore. Kurama felt like he was losing his mind trying to find himself in the completely dark cellar as he hurriedly stumbled blindly bumping into walls and pillars as he ran back toward the cellar door. the whole time he felt like the girl in the bloody dress was right behind him just a second away from grabbing him. he slipped trying to climb the stairs thanks to the dark and his own fear. he hurriedly climbed up the steps out of the cellar and turned around grabbing the cellar door and slamming it closed and locking it. scrambling backwards on his hands and feet he fell on his back. he could hear his heart beating so fast in his ears. he felt himself shaking badly as he laid there. After barely crawling out of the dark cellar he just said to himself out loud.

"I can't believe I made it out of there." in between heavy breaths.

CHAPTER 6
PICTURES IN RED

Kurama had gotten up finally and found himself watching the cellar door then hurriedly went away from it. moving back through his house he had to do in the dark since he no longer had a candle or light of any kind. but as he walked, he felt himself getting tired, very tired. finally, he half lies down/fell to the floor. he was so tired that he felt dead. it almost seemed like the dark was draining his energy.

Kurama could hear a voice in the darkness. it was the voice of the little girl. "Go to sleep. Go to sleep and I, I will tell you. I will tell you why I'm here."

"Am I dreaming? Or am I still awake?" Kurama wondered. he thought of how wonderful it would be if this was all just a dream and he was about to wake up to another hot but beautiful day with a sky full of light that bathed every dark spot and shadow with light eliminating the dark that he just could not get away from in this house. it was almost as if the ghost lived in or controlled the dark. "I see pictures of a little girl, pictures in red." Kurama thought before he passed out.

CHAPTER 7
GIVE ME YOUR SOUL

Kurama found himself in the dream traveling up never ending hill in a way that he could only describe as flying. moving over top of the land rather than walking on it. he saw that the front door opened for him as he flew straight at them and down the hallways. then was flown into a room where he saw two children a boy and a girl. he could not control where he went it seemed the dream flew him where it wanted him to be.

Kurama looked at the girl, it took him a moment to realize that it was the girl he had seen covered in blood. it took him a minute to figure out that was her the ghost had been covered in so much blood that it was hard to see that they were the same person. was this some kind of vision of the past?

Kurama watched as the little girl and boy were just playing and having fun. suddenly Kurama felt a jump when a loud forceful sound echoed in the room. and he saw a figure standing in the open doorway. Kurama noticed that there was an ax in his hand with what looked to be blood on it as well as the figure himself.

"what's wrong daddy? are you ok?" the blonde haired little boy asked. the man started screaming and yelling. Kurama started to get very uneasy at seeing the man covered in blood and holding a bloody ax. the way he was acting made it even worse Kurama once again felt afraid.

Kurama could see the stare the man had. it was as cold as ice. the man then began to storm toward the boy. "No!" Kurama yelled. he tried to move but he couldn't. he tried to blink but he couldn't do that either. it was like he was being forced to watch what was happening in front of him. he watched as the man raised the ax and slammed it down right into the little boy's head. Kurama gasped in horror and felt like he was going to be sick. Kurama saw the little boy laying on the floor, the ax still buried in his head. The little boy was dead! Kurama gasped at seeing the grizzly scene.

"this must be a dream!" Kurama told himself. "a dream from hell!" suddenly he could hear the voice that he had heard before. "give me your soul for the dead."

then the entire scene changed its appearance. the scene with the father and the children were replaced with the boy head split open by the strike of the ax and him covered in blood standing before what looked to be thirteen judges on a bench. the judges all spoke at the same time in perfect timing.

"a suicide is what you are. your going down to hell for what you've done." they finished. "no it's a mistake!" the boy cried. "please don't burn me!" the boy cried.

again Kurama could hear the voice of the little girl speaking to him. "give me your soul for the dead." this scene was replaced by another scene of the little girl she was covered in blood and now Kurama understood that the blood was not her own, it was her brothers as she held him as well as the splatter from the swing of the ax.

Kurama watched in horror as the man was still in a furious tirade and then grabbed the crying girl up by the neck and was squeezing as hard as he could. Kurama yelled as loud as he could to stop but again it seemed as if they couldn't see or hear him. what parts of the girls face had not been splattered with blood Kurama could see turning as red as the blood on her arms, white dress, and hair. then blue, and purple. the little girl went limp and was dropped to the floor.

from where Kurama stood he could see the dark marks on her neck that seemed to match the ones that he saw on her neck in the mirror it also explained why she wheezed at him in the cellar. Kurama felt so shocked, scared, helpless, and angry. he watched on as the man pulled a pistol from the back of his pants and after a moment of looking at his handy work put the gun to the side of his head and fired blowing bits of skull, blood, and brain matter out to the left side of him in a large squirted splat. Kurama couldn't help but compare it to popping a large pimple.

Kurama didn't want to see any more if this was a dream then he wanted to wake up now! suddenly kurama saw a newspaper appear at his feet he found that he could touch it. he picked it up and gasped at seeing the headline that read.

"MURDER/SUICIDE AT NEVER ENDING HILL!

NO APPARENT REASON.

"oh my God! Kurama gasped. he knew nothing about this. it wasn't even mentioned when he was in talks to buy the house. Then once again he heard the voice of the little girl saying to him again. "give me your soul for the dead."

now Kurama knew why it was here it wanted his soul to exchange for her brothers! as if that was the cue to end this nightmare Kurama jolted his eyes open and found himself still laying in the hallway floor with beads of sweat running down his face. but were they from the heat or his own fear?

CHAPTER 8
THE FLOATING HEAD

Kurama laid on the hallway floor after he opened his eyes. he felt his fear he was trying to keep control of taking over. he quickly got up and headed towards his door only to see that he couldn't open it. the lock would not open. he was trapped inside his own home.

"It won't let me leave!" he thought to himself. "of course not it wants my soul it's not going to let me leave." for a moment he thought he could jump out of the windows but they led to a very long fall to death at the bottom of the huge hill he was on.

Kurama ran back to his kitchen and grabbed a box of matches and began lighting candles everywhere. he couldn't stand the dark anymore. he gathered that the dark seemed to be controlled by the ghost so maybe he had light then that could keep it away from him until dawn when the sun was up. he hurried around lighting the candles on the walls trying to keep the dark out.

inside Kurama's mind nightmares were turning real. he had completely lost control of how he felt. he sprinted to the second floor of the mansion still lighting candles as he went. he had never felt so rushed. he just felt like any minute the ghost would get him. he would run to a candle, light it after fumbling with the match and applying it to the wick of the candle with a shaky hand. he kept thinking that this isn't real none of it is real and soon he would snap back to reality. but he felt an even stronger surge of fear that caused him to yell as he ran when the reality that this IS reality came to his mind. it was real and the ghost of a girl in a bloody dress was going to take his soul to give so that her brother would be with her.

the redhead felt tired but the shear fear kept him wide awake. he would not fall asleep that would be bad the ghost would take his soul for sure. he felt that he could not control what was real. the things he had seen were in his head as pictures colored in red. he could not get them out of his head.

Kurama lit another candle seeing that the area was starting to light up. he found a little solace in that. until he looked out the window next to the candles he lit. and saw a floating head outside the window watching him.

"aaaaaaahhhhhh!" Kurama screamed as he jumped back and stood frozen Kurama truly thought that he was losing his mind. then the floating head disappeared into thin air almost as if all it wanted to do was try to scare the sanity out of his mind.

Kurama got up and ran to the bathroom down a distance from where the head had appeared. going into the bathroom he took the time to light a candle in the bathroom. Kurama felt like he had to get some water on his face to help cool him down and help recollect his mind. he looked at himself in the mirror as the sink filled with water and saw his face in the candlelight. Kurama bent down to splash some water on his face it was cold to his skin. he raised up and saw the floating head behind him it had the wrinkled face of a woman. just like the one Kurama saw outside the window. there was no body just a head. as Kurama realized it was there he suddenly felt like there were strong hands around his neck forcing his face under the water of the sink that was overflowing. Kurama could move or breath, he was drowning.

Kurama screamed under the water as he thrashed around trying to break free. he pulled back with everything he had and just when he was about to pass out suddenly the grip around his neck from invisible hands let go and he fell back onto the floor and rolled onto all fours and started coughing and trying to breath again after to some coughing and heaving he felt himself cough up water that had gotten into his lungs. quickly he got up and ran down the hallway still half coughing.

CHAPTER 9
COLD AS ICE

Kurama burst into his room slamming the door and locking it behind him. he then started lighting candles everywhere in the room. he then sat on his bed feeling himself to be cold and wet. maybe he could stay here locked in his room like a scared little kid surrounded by candles giving off their light where he might be safe. he felt stupid for holding up in his bedroom but what else could he do? he was terrified, wet from where a floating head with invisible hands tried to drown him in his own sink. Kurama didn't know but around his neck one could make out the marks on his neck that looked like human fingers that had choked him.

suddenly Kurama noticed that the candles in his room were getting weaker. it then started to become darker. Kurama again felt his fear rising he wasn't safe in here either. shadows began dancing on his walls growing taller. the room itself felt like it was growing colder, and colder.

Kurama could see the dark creeping in around the door it was slowly taking over. Kurama's skin was turning a light shade of blue as it got colder in the room, he felt like he was frozen over, outside his body from the cold in the room and on the inside from the fear he felt. Kurama felt his breath was slowing even though it was summer. he was aware of this as he saw the dark start taking over. it was moving almost as if the shadows had a life of their own.

while the room got colder and colder, the spirits in his room were growing stronger and darker. Kurama could not help but think that the dark was like an open door inviting them into your home.

as Kurama breathed he could see fog coming out of his mouth. he was cold as ice, some of the water in his hair was frozen making his hair stiff and more noticeable than the rest of his messed up hair. his shirt was also feeling as if it were frozen. he was so cold.

CHAPTER 10
SHAPES OF BLACK

Kurama moved up his bed until his back was against the wall behind his head board. his last candle held in his hands it seemed to Kurama that this was the end where it all would begin. there were shapes of black on the floor and behind every door. even with the candles burning this dark did not vanish like the regular dark we disappear when we turn on a light. instead it seemed to be moving toward the light.

Kurama noticed the dark would go to a candle and just suck away the light until there was no more light to give then move a little closer to him. again Kurama felt a rush of uncontrollable fear as he realized again that this is reality. he could feel his sanity slowly vanishing just like the light that was being drained from the candles by this nightmarish dark.

Kurama let out a quick scream as he saw the dark moving onto the foot of his bed. more of the candles were slowly drained of their light and then the darkness would grow and move closer to Kurama who knew that he was trapped there was nowhere left to go he pushed so hard against the wall behind him that he thought he might go through it, he wished he would. the shapes of black were all around him.

"they are here!" Kurama thought to himself they were so close that he could hear it breath. it was a sound that Kurama could only compare to the icy howls of the dead. Kurama began noticing other things almost like a self defense mechanism. he could see a spider on the wall watching the shadows as they crawled. Kurama found himself asking a question out loud to the dark itself.

"is the darkness the only way for the other side to enter our lives!?" of course Kurama heard nothing back. but he could see them. he could feel them. closer and closer they got to him, human shapes made from the dark. Kurama could see a black moth fighting for its life in the flame of the last candle that he had. the only candle left lit in the room was the one in his hands and all around him were the shapes of black that had him completely surrounded. he could feel tears of fear and hopelessness running down his cold cheeks.

Kurama could feel that one of them was really close he could hear it and he could feel it. he felt as though he would die from the fear he was feeling before the dark did anything to him at this rate. the shapes of black that were at the foot of his bed were now moving further up his bed Kurama brought his knees up to his chest to avoid touching it.

Kurama then looked at the flame of the candle in his hands, it was getting weaker...the shapes of black were trying to kill his flame! Kurama let out a loud scream. the shapes of black were driving him insane he knew it!

looking back at the flame of his candle and saw it slowly shrinking. so little time...so little light...so little time...light. Kurama saw all the dark around him envelope every part of him but his face that had the smallest flame to keep it illuminated. then the small flame burned out and Kurama was in complete darkness where he heard a voice that seemed to be coming from everywhere around him that spoke aloud. "no more light."

CHAPTER 11
THE GIRL IN THE BLOODY DRESS

in the darkness that engulfed Kurama the girl in the bloody dress appeared right before his eyes. Kurama felt a sense of hopelessness at seeing this specter that had been tormenting him since he had come into his house earlier this evening. part of Kurama wanted to give up and just tell her to get it over with. and the rest of him was too scared to think. but he still noticed the full moon out a small window in the room.

he could see the girls dirty face as she got closer and closer. Kurama could feel her eyes in his soul looking around seeing all that Kurama had done with his life. Kurama knew exactly why she was here and what she was going to do. Kurama almost felt like he could feel her eyes moving over his soul. she was looking for something deep in his mind.

"Do not be afraid, there won't be any pain." the girl said in a way like she was trying to calm his fears. "I need your soul." she said calmly. then she had a look of surprise on her face. Kurama's soul was stained with sin. the girl in the bloody dress whose hands were hidden by the dark. but Kurama could still feel the icy touch of them on his own hands as she was holding them down. the hands were so full of blood, her brother's blood.

and Kurama's soul was no good at all for she needed a pure soul to give in exchange for her brothers pure soul. she was angry but had no time to waste on it. she had to move on before dawn came.

"I will not let my brother down! he will not go to hell! I still have time...tick tock."

CHAPTER 12
MOVING ON

"I've got to move on now the girl told Kurama as she continued to gaze into his soul it felt like her emotions were filling into his soul, he could... see and feel the tears that she cried for her brother.

"if only I could take his place on the other side. we need each other, in the darkest of night he's all I have." she was not speaking these words yet Kurama could hear them in his mind. and it felt like her emotions of sadness were being poured into his soul. dawn was not far off and the overwhelming sadness that he felt coming from the ghost made him want to speak to her he in a way wanted to help her. he felt the pain of loss that she had and that feeling was worse than any feeling of fear that he had felt this entire evening.

these emotions of loss and sadness moved him to speak in a helping way. "time is running out to find another soul. you've got to move on." Kurama spoke aiding the very being that had tormented him this night. telling her that she can find another soul free of sin. it surprised her that he was so sympathetic as to encourage her to take a pure soul and give it in exchange for her brothers. it seemed like a thing of evil to us. but to Kurama he felt such an emotional sadness from her loss that it made Kurama not care. just so long as she could be with her brother again.

"You've got to move on now before the dawn comes or you will lose your chance to save him." Kurama replied frantically. he knew from what he had learned having a connection through her supernatural gaze that when the sun rose she had to go back and if she went back empty handed then that was it for her brother. that was why she wasted no time attacking him to begin with.

"you have to find a new house before the dawn!" Kurama repeated to her.

"I'm trying." the girl cried. "I don't know if I can."

"Hurry!" Kurama yelled and with that the girl in the bloody dress vanished into the black of night. Kurama could hear her voice fading saying. "I'm moving on. Kurama fell to his bed completely physically and mentally drained. he felt the feelings of sadness and loss leaving his soul and found himself sickened with what he had told her to do. it was like the emotions were so strong that in that time he would have killed a pure soul for her to give her so he could stop the pure sadness he felt. Kurama found himself passing out from the whole ordeal half laughing half crying and decided that his company can do without him for a day...or week.

The girl in the bloody dress searched quickly as the sun would rise soon. she must find a pure soul. then looking on she smiled and simply said "I'm moving on to THIS house!"