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Fatal Frame

Fatal Frame

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A mansion in the mountain area of Himuro has been the spot for secret rituals for hundreds of years. But after a large calamity, it was destroyed. A group of curious friends go to explore the mansion in hopes of revealing its secrets.

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Introduction

All four Fatal Frame games belong to Tecmo, and Tecmo only! Not me! Them!

1879-1969

Himuro Mansion is known as the home of a large landowner who controls the region of the Himuro Mountains. But it is actually the place a shrine was built for performing a certain Shinto ritual, passed down through the generations. But the people have to keep this ritual a deep secret. They are forbidden to even mention its name. The ritual is performed to keep Hell’s Gate shut. This gate is actually underneath the house, so that is why they are responsible for it.

Every year on the 13th day of the 12th month, a maiden, cut off from the outside world for 3,669 long days, about 10 years, shall be torn apart to provide power to the rope. But first, a different maiden must be chosen to be blinded by the blinding mask, a mask with two stakes through the eyes. After part of her blood is collected through a cloth across her destroyed eyes, the clothed is placed in front of Hell’s gate, below the house, to weaken the disturbed spirits inside. The next Ritual, the Strangling Ritual, will keep the gate closed for another 3,669 days. If the ritual is not performed properly, or isn’t performed at all, then the Malice will be released. The Malice makes deceased spirits inside hostile and even evil.

To start performing the rituals, all female residents of the Himuro mansion above the age of 7 years, 9 months, and 25 days gather together to play a game of “Demon Tag.” The previous blinded Maiden will play as the “Demon” The females will hide, and have to get found eventually by the Blinded Maiden. The first one to be found will be the next blinded maiden. The last one to be found will be the next Rope Maiden, for it is believed that she had high spiritual power because she hid from the “Demon” for the longest.
The blinding ritual uses a mask with two stakes through the eyes. The blinded maiden is forced onto her knees by two priests, and the ritual leader forces the mask onto her face, gouging her eyes.

In the Strangling ritual, the maiden chose to be the Rope Maiden is hidden from the world for 3,669 days. She can only come outside when it is foggy, not clear, etc. No one can visit her, unless they have a mask on, so that she cannot see their face and become attracted to them. She has to be willing to die, and not have any feelings or emotions, or her blood will not be strong enough, and Malice will be released. The Maiden is tied to a large wooden wheel on her back, staring up at the ceiling. Ropes are tied to her legs, arms, and neck. 5 people pull the ropes, eventually strangling her, or just ripping her apart.

One Rope Maiden, Kirie, was being visited by a boy. He would come in, without a mask, and tell her all about the outside world. Eventually, she fell in love with him, and had a reason to live. After about 3 weeks of him visiting her, he was discovered talking with her, and killed. When Kirie was led to the Strangling room to be sacrificed, she felt guilty about the death of her lover. Due to this, Kirie’s blood on the ropes wasn’t strong enough to hold the gate closed, and Malice was released. After this happened, the Himuro family master when crazy, and began to kill everyone else in the mansion with his two swords. Some people committed suicide before the spirits, or the Himuro family master, killed them. Kirie’s Soul, the Blinded Maiden, and many other souls of all those killed by spirits now haunt the Himuro Mansion.

Malice possessed Kirie’s spirit. She was split into two parts. One, a younger version of herself, wearing a white kimono, and her adult form, possessed by the Malice. Her adult form wears a white kimono also, but looks more hostile, and has ropes tied around her ankles, wrists, and neck. Dark hair hangs in front of her eyes, and she is very pale. Blood stains her white kimono and the ropes around her also. The adult side of her yearns to kill those who now enter the mansion, so they can feel her pain. The younger side of her wants to help lift the curse of the mansion, and close Hell’s gate forever.

2009, December 1
7:43 PM

3 journalists go into Himuro mansion to cover a story of a missing girl, who was said to have been snatched away by ghosts. Junsei Takamine. Tomoe Hirasaka. Koji Ogata. Those were the three people that entered the mansion. After entering the place, they noticed that it was completely ruined. Wooden beams had collapsed, paper room dividers were slashed apart, staircases were broken, and doors were nailed shut. The oddest thing about the place was that in this one hallway, there were tons of ropes hanging from the ceiling. Maybe they were onto something.
After a few hours of investigating the house, one of the reporters goes missing. They search, and eventually find him. Dead. Ropes were tied around his wrists, ankles, and neck. All of his limbs were torn off, strewn across the area around him carelessly, like someone had tossed them aside.

Then, one by one, the rest of the reporters die as well. What was the cause of this curse? Kirie of course. If she manages to attack you, you slowly begin see ropes around your ankles, wrists, and your neck. If she successfully attacks you three times, you begin to feel as if you are being torn apart.

2009, December 9

5:12 PM

A group of curious students decide to go and search the mansion for the missing Journalists. For some of them, the Journalists are their family. For others, they just want an adventure.

They have no idea what they are dealing with.
You (your character) happen to be a part of this group. By searching the mansion, finding notes, bodies, diary entries, seeing ghosts, will you find out the mystery of this mansion? And survive?

When encountering a ghost, most of them will attack immediately. Especially the Blinded Maiden and Kirie. You can either run from them (very difficult) hide somewhere, or attack them as well. Question is…how do you hurt them?
After wandering the house for awhile, you realize that light damages them. Shine your flashlight on them, and they get weaker. Taking pictures of them as well harms them. (The flash) Of course, only a few brought some cameras.

Forms
(Character Skeletons)

Name-
Age-
Looks-
Gender-
Ghost, or human?-
Attack type (ghosts)-
Weapons(optional, ghosts)-
Weapons(needed, humans)-
Personality (optional, both)-
History (ghost, optional)-
Other/anything I missed-

If I missed any requirements, please tell me. I'm new to this style of roleplaying, and this site. =)

Toggle Rules

1. Humans have no powers. By powers, I mean no magical fireballs and stuff.
2. I will play as Kirie, she must be played a certain way.
3. You can play as a ghost as well. =)
4. Romance is allowed, but that's not the main point of the roleplay!
5. Cussing, yes. I expect some people to swear if they see a ghost. xD
6. Take your time on the posts! I don't want one-liners.
7. No Power-playing
8. No controlling other people's characters.

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Serenity and Kaylee slowly approached the Himuro mansion, Serenity was at great ease, her twin not so much. Kaylee seemed a little more hesitant. She usually went along with everything that Serenity suggested, her being a caring sister.

Serenity was half-dragging Kaylee towards the mansion, the two twins approached an unstable looking bridge. It was steep, and would be a very unpleasant fall if anything were to happen. Serenity didn't trust the uneasy bridge, started to inch her way across the bridge at a steady pace. But as she reached the halfway point she heard a sudden creak. Amused, Serenity decided it would be fun to kid around. She started to jump around on the bridge while childishly laughing. After a few seconds of her horseplay, she stopped when the boards from under her started to shift. A few began to fall so she decided to stop and rush to the other side.

"Serenity!" Her sister exclaimed in an almost worrisome tone.

"Sorry Kaylee, I guess it wouldn’t do any good if i were dead"! She half-giggled.

After Kaylee made it across the bridge, they continued to make their way up towards the mansion. Serenity was constantly walking a few steps ahead of her sister, to anxious to pay attention to her speed. As they approached the enormous mansion they both stopped. You could only stare in awe at the size of the place. It looked like it was almost as big as the Tokyo hotel, but Serenity wasn't sure how big it actually was. It was obviously old, just they way that it was built could tell you that much.

Serenity approached the tall shinto gate, carefully underpassting it toward the main entrance, she was almost sure that the doors were so rotted and old that opening them wouldn't be a problem. The house defiantly stood the test of time, Serenity was surprised that they stood at all. She approached the massive doors and simply tried to push it open, they didn't budge. She didn’t get it, something this old shouldn’t even be standing, let alone impossible to open. She tried kicking it a few times and finally she tried prying open the door with her hands. But that only got her a gash on her middle finger. She watched as the small drops of blood dripped down her finger, not a big deal, its almost nothing Serenity thought. She wiped the blood of off her finger and slowly turned around, feeling the slight breeze in the air.

"Oh for shits sake, now we cant even go through the front door."

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#, as written by Wynter
"Oh come on, Kaylee! It'll be fun. An adventure."

"No, not right now. It's all just a media stunt anyways, you know that."
"Not a media stunt. Haven't you heard the history of that place? It's haunted, a lot."

"Folklore. And yes, I have heard it. We all have. But I'm still not going."
"Then I'll just go."

"...Shit."



Kaylee was following after her sister, Serenity, and it was the only real reason she tracked steps up to Himuro Mansion. The path the twins walked on was small, narrow, and winding to their destination.
It was dark though, late at night, so her visibility was ultimately limited.

Crunch, crunch, crunch.
The sound of black boots hitting the ground echoed through the empty, still air. It was quiet there, eerily so, but her ears still went attuned to the sound of wind brushing leaves together. Kaylee didn't mind adventure, she wasn't an up-tight person, but most of the time journeys were brought on by her sister. Serenity could never wait to get going somewhere, to explore something, to hug every curve ball that was thrown at them.
Kaylee loved her to death, but sometimes a little guide lines had to be put down.

Pace slowing, her blue eyes lifted from the ground to a new aspect of scenery. A bridge; and an old ratty one at that, but it fit in with the age of the house. Decay was present in several spots, but what she caught note of was a black hole that cursed the boards.
Someone must have jumped down too hard on it and fell in. Or their foot just fell through.
It was to be expected that anyone going there would find obvious signs of others before them. After all, news headlines caught the eyes of more than just her and her sister.

Dusk clouded the definite appearance of the object, but she was sure the bridge was moving. It was jumping, swaying with momentum in numerous directions.
The wind is not that strong... Not now at least.
Having been deep in aimless thought resulted in the grasp of Kaylee's common sense dulling. Laughter; no, the wind was only a slight breeze amongst them.

"Serenity!"
What was she doing? Well, that was a hell of a question. Didn't her sister realize the age of the bridge? It was about to give way any second, due to her jumping on it. It wouldn't break off entirely, like in the movies, but she didn't want her twin to go falling from either the bridge failing, or her flying off the edge.

"Sorry Kaylee, I guess it wouldn't do any good if I were dead!"
A smile faded onto her features; Serenity was the kind of person that made Kaylee smile a lot. No, if her sister were to die then her soul would go along with her.Three deaths in their lifetimes had already been plagued, her sanity was strong, but without the other half she couldn't tell you what would happen.

Creak. Numerous amounts of the sound rang out when she stepped across the bridge, following once more after Serenity, who'd already managed to be a few feet ahead.

A shinto gate was the next thing to come clearly out of the slight shadowy objects. It was beautiful all alone, and Kaylee had always admired them. They had a spiritual purpose, and a deep one, but if anything else aesthetically they were engaging.
But what lay on the foreground of the location was almost nothing compared to what was behind it.

Himuro Mansion.

Stopping, she gazed on in awe at the structure for a few seconds, feet resting beside where her twin stood. It was huge in both width and height, and she wasn't very surprised it still stood.
Well, most of it still stood.
Moving closer to the massive front doors, it was visible that a lot of physical damage had been done. Natural, mostly, but no graffiti was present. This she was glad of, but she knew it was because most kids that did that either didn't have the heart to go up there and defile history, or it just gave them the creeps. She guessed more were on the latter.

The building its self was isolated away from the rest of the town, a perfect misanthropist's haven in its own like. It was still reachable in a reasonable amount of time from their home, though, so they didn't exactly have to undergo a hike.

Serenity had a flashlight which flickered along the pathway, casting a white circle of light upon the terrain. Since her sister had already brought a flashlight, which she had made sure to change new batteries into before they left, Kaylee carried her own small black backpack. Equipped in it was a small bottle filled with water, a rag surrounding that incase it leaked, and her professional camera, of which she took pride into. The camera was brought along to take pictures of the place; if they were going there anyways, might as well document some of it.

Scuff, scuff.
Kaylee looked to her sister from where her eyes had been, glancing towards the trees, to see her kicking the door.
Crossing her arms, she ultimately watched in speculation as the twin tried literally everything manageable to open the door. Her ultimate reaction was of shock, but it faded away to more of a relief. Yes, she was relieved the wood didn't give way to the kicking or prying; she would have been upset if they'd broken. Why?
Well, surrounding the door were these stunning and intricate designs. It must have taken the original builders extremely long to finish just the designs by themselves.
The wood was strong, probably due to good quality, because she would have actually expected them to open with ease after sitting there for so long.

"Oh for shits sake, now we can’t even go through the front door."
Serenity spoke, turning back to her sister.

"There has to be another door somewhere. We can check the back."
Every building, including their home, has two doors. An entrance and one to presumably a backyard. She hoped the Mansion was no exception.
Turning towards where they had come from, she started to walk along the side of the house towards the back, and only a few moments had passed before Serenity was leaping after her. The length of the house was no disappointment from the additional structural aspects otherwise.

Trees guarded around the land as if as a wall, and the consistency of vegetation varied from stable, to blotches, to patches of none at all. But in the end it all blended in to the environment everywhere else in Japan.
Her hand lifted, tucking a piece of her dark brunette hair behind her ear before she spoke, "Any doors back here?"
Kaylee stopped, looking to as the flashlights beam bounced around the outskirts of the wall, moving as her sister did. Advancing forwards she stopped only a few feet away from her before a reply was spoken, "Are you kidding me! How does a building as huge as this only have one fricking door?"

It'd taken them time to walk all the ways to the back of the house, and all the effort would be wasted if she dragged an excited sixteen year-old twin all the way back again.
"Well..."

Kaylee slipped the black backpack from her shoulders, setting it on the ground before she kneeled down in front of it. The cloth surrounding the water bottle was easy to locate in the pack, considering it was one of three possibilities.
Wrapping it around her right hand, she watched as the light's beam flicked along the wall, exposing a window.
All the glass was basically broken, and the surface was covered with partly ripped paper, but it was easily in her arms reach.
She walked up to the window, punching the remaining weak glass from the inside frame before putting the cloth back and replacing her pack on her shoulders.
"We have to start somewhere."

Rip. Her hand tore down the strips of paper attempting to conceal the indoors, before her fingers gripped along the left and right edges of the frame.
With a grunt, and momentum from her foot pushing against the outside wall, Kaylee pulled herself in. The pristine calculations were flawed though, because her boot moving though the frame quickly caught onto it, tripping her into the empty room.
She landed on her bottom, so all was ok except for a slightly but temporarily sore tailbone. Getting up from where she stood, her hand brushed the back of her pants off from the dust-covered floor, and her eyes looked blindly around the black room.
Darkness made it impossible for her to see anything, and the little light streaming in through the window didn't assist in any way.

"Come on, Serenity, your turn." A smile cracked on her lips again, and her head turned back towards the window.

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Hana followed after Saiyu, making an effort to brush past the boy without a glance. She was still furious, but refused to let it show -- instead, she settled for distinct indifference. The journalist waited rather patiently for Saiyu to open the door, clicking her flashlight off in an effort to save the batteries; the young girl had a flashlight as well, no need to have them both running at once, right? The door finally slid open and Hana expelled a breath she failed to remember holding. A sense of satisfaction greeted her system when nothing met them on the other side of the door -- no one was there. A small smile lit Hana's features for the briefest of moments as the two girls crowded the doorway. Saiyu was the first to step into the hall, her flashlight centered on a hole in the floor -- Hana attributed it to the decaying building and the years of neglect it received.

Hana had been staring at the wall directly ahead, finding the paper that covered it to be inspiring. She might have to snap a few pictures of the scenery while she was here... The beam of the flashlight moved and was suddenly shifting as Saiyu pushed herself against the wall. The writer stepped forward to investigate what had startled the girl so suddenly and was met with the sight of ropes hanging from the ceiling. They swayed slightly, though Hana figured it was probably from displaced air in the building -- with the door opening and closing just a little while ago. Her head tilted to the side as she stepped further into the hallway, Hana wasn't as frightened or startled as Saiyu was; Hana was curious and more than a little confused. She reached the first of the ropes hanging from the wooden beams and reached forward to touch it. Her fingers drew mere centimeters from the rope when a tingling sensation smoothed over her entire body. She withdrew her hand, shivering visibly, but unsure as to what caused the feeling.

Angered with her sudden bend to "mysterious feelings", Hana extended her hand again, grasping the rope quickly and firmly. She nodded in victory as she grasped the rope, but that sickly feeling began to creep over her again. Hana blinked, looking around for the source of a chill breeze or draft, hoping that it would explain away the strange feelings she was experiencing, but the only thing she found was a mirror at the end of the hallway. Saiyu's flashlight beam lit the mirror so that it lacked a severe glare -- Hana could see the two girls standing there in the mirror, Mirror-Hana reaching out towards Hallway-Hana with a rope grasped in her hand. Hana's jaw tightened as the sickly feeling increased -- she hated mirrors, hated them. This mirror was particularly creepy, the way it reflected the two girls in the darkness, the way it multiplied the ropes swinging in the strange hallway. It took only a few moments for Hana to fully focus in on the mirror, she heard no sounds and saw little besides the reflection of the hallway -- a ringing started in her ears, followed by the feeling of being suffocated or strangled, all the air in her lungs was gone and she couldn't draw more in.

Startled by the thought of not being able to breath, Hana dropped the rope and turned away from the mirror, eyes landing on Saiyu's form still backed up against a wall. The writer swallowed, though her mouth was dry, and scratched the back of her head. "Looks like they were filming some sort of weird movie in here... with the ropes... And who puts a mirror at the end of a hallway, like that? It's just not the place for a mirror..." Her sentence trailed off as she looked to Saiyu to move or say something. It was strange that the girl had just stopped there, staring at the ropes and the hallway like it was some sort of predator.

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Hana was correct. No one, no normal family anyway, would put a mirror at the end of the hallway. Or ropes. The whole hallway just gave her a chill. She wasn't cold, yet her skin began to get goosebumps. The small hairs on the back of her neck, she could feel them raise. She wasn't shivering, but the whole room seemed to be a few degrees lower than the rest of the house. There was a static feeling, like something was pulling on her. Saiyu took a step away from the wall, inching forward carefully. Her gaze rested on the mirror at the end, watching herself move towards it slowly. She turned her head towards the rope that she was walking past. The girl did not want to get any more closer to those ropes than she already was.

Saiyu brought her attention back to the dust-coated mirror. The reflection was hazy, and at first, she thought she was just hallucinating when she saw the other person in the mirror. She was just imagining things, all of the people in the hallway, with the darkness and random streaks of light that were able to filter through the small circular windows at the top of the wall. With all the different values and shades in the room, it could easily trick the eye. Saiyu stopped moving, raising her flashlight up to the mirror. There was a human shape, tall, with arms extended out beside it, almost like something was supporting them. There was long black hair, shielding the eyes and reaching down to her elbows. She could make out the shape of a woman-like body, covered with a gray kimono. Ropes were tied around the woman's wrists and neck. As soon as she realized this, she knew right then that it was some illusion. The lights were just tricking her mind.

She was startled no more. She began forward yet again, lowering her flashlight as she weaved around the ropes. Only now a few feet away from the mirror, she halted very suddenly, focusing once again on the mirror. The woman, wasn't gone. She had moved away from a part of the hallway, gotten rid of some of the light and still, that shape was there. The woman in the mirror seemed to tilt her head questioningly, and then steadily, it began to warp. The figure got bigger, larger as it seemed that she was coming towards her. Saiyu glanced over her shoulder, checking it maybe the woman was over behind her, but no one was there except Hana, near one of the hanging ropes. Hastily, she checked the mirror again. The surface was in waves, like a pool of water once you touched it. It was rippling, as a single hand seemed to come through the glass of the mirror slowly, almost cautiously.

The rope from her wrist dangled down to the floor, and eventually the sleeve of the kimono was pushed out of the mirror as well, surrounded by more waves on the surface. Her black hair seemed to blow forward out of the mirror, like a breeze was pushing towards it. Saiyu opened her mouth to speak, yet nothing came out. All she could focus on was the milky white skin of the woman, the ropes around her neck and wrists, the dirty kimono stained with some other dark liquid. Blood was the first possibility that came to her mind.

Saiyu took a single step back, the heel of her foot slipping on the floor. She suddenly let out the breath she had been holding, as she fell to the ground with a loud 'thump'. The flashlight rolled away from her hand as she slammed onto the hardwood suddenly. She propped herself up onto her elbows, struggling to yank her foot away from the hole in the floor. The lace of her boot was caught on a sliver of wood leftover from the remaining board. She tugged suddenly, as hard as she could, and almost slid backwards from the force of it. The pale woman was out from the mirror completely. Saiyu felt light-headed and dizzy. Every thought that came to her mind was never there for long. She couldn't think straight, not with her flashlight, her only salvation, the only light in this darkness, rolling away from her down the hallway.

She scrambled to her feet hastily, leaning up against the wall to keep her balance as she watched the woman near. The mirror showed the reflection of all that was happening in the hallway, including the beam of the flashlight, still on. That was her only safety in the hallway, the one thing that she needed and wanted throughout this whole thing. It was a huge risk, but....

Suddenly, the brown-haired girl dove towards the ground, lashing out towards the flashlight when she neared it. She fumbled with in her grip for a moment before gripping onto it tightly. Without even meaning to, she rose to her feet suddenly. The bright beam swept across the hallway, right towards the woman coming towards them. Her outstretched arms were raised defensively across her face, and the woman seemed to retreat for a moment. The ropes around her hands faded. Saiyu moved backwards suddenly, towards the safety at the end of the hallway. She breathed out suddenly, the only thought on her mind being two words.

Get out!

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Enic realizes the commotion in the hallway he draws his sword and dashes in tho see Saiyu focusing her beam on a ghost-like figure which is covering her face as Saiyu was saying, ' Get Out '. He also notices Hana struggling. He dashes over to Hana, sliding under the beam of light, and reaching her. He notices that it looks like she's suffocating he looks around for anything that is suffocating her. He sees nothing, "Damn..." he muttered then realizing the ropes dangling from the ghost's sleeve. He screams angrily, "Let her go!!!" at the ghost pointing his sword at her, "Or I swear to god I WILL kill you!". He notices the mirror 'rippling' as if someone had jumped into a pool. He also notices the cold air in the room, and walks next to Saiyu, "You're okay right" he softly asks glaring at the ghost making sure it doesn't even attempt to move.

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Hana watched as Saiyu decided to continue investigating the hallway -- even though she didn't respond to her question aloud, Hana was more comfortable now that the girl was moving again. She watched as Saiyu started walking down the hallway, turning and watching her walk. She tilted her head, stepping in behind her and traveling forward at a slow pace. Saiyu's flashlight drifted over the mirror at the end of the hallway, freezing there for a moment. Though neither girl expressed their thoughts out loud, they both saw something. There, in the mirror, was the reflection of something that was not in the hallway -- it looked like a woman... long, black hair with a grey kimono, stained with dark colors. Though Saiyu continued forward, flashlight sweeping away from the mirror to circle the narrow corridor to be placed back on the mirror not too long afterwards, Hana had stopped.

Hana watched as Saiyu moved forward, hoping that the girl would stop too, but she didn't. The mirror loomed in her mind, the strange reflection...

Hana was seven years old, settling down for bed. Her mother tucked her in, smiling as she placed a kiss on Hana's forehead. The light was switched off, the door was shut, and quiet fell over the little girl's room. She stared at her ceiling, smile fading slowly as she attempted to lull herself to sleep. Suddenly uncomfortable lying on her back, Hana turned to laying on her side -- she was left facing a mirrored closet door. She blinked, staring at her reflection in the dark... it only took a few moments for Hana to notice the shadowy figure behind her. She blinked again, squinting her eyes. There had been plenty of times, when she was younger, that she thought she had seen a monster in her clothing or hiding in the shadows of the corners of her room. She was a big girl now, however, and big girls aren't afraid of monster -- that's because monsters aren't real.

When narrowing her eyes didn't make the shadow go away, Hana turned and looked behind her -- nothing. Turning back towards the mirror, the shadowy figure was still there. She burrowed into her pillow, the fluffy material disrupting her vision, as she pulled the blankets up around her ears and screwed her eyes shut. She began to count, all the way to ten -- if she got to ten, then if anything was there, it would be gone. Nine came slowly, then she included nine and a half, nine and three quarters, almost ten, not quite ten, and finally ten. She opened her eyes...


As Saiyu's flashlight drifted back over the mirror, the reflection of the light fell on Hana, bringing her back to reality. Everything seemed to happen in slow motion, at this point. The woman was there, in the mirror -- the woman in the kimono with dark stains, long black hair, a horrible grin, and ropes... ropes like the ropes hanging from the beams in the hallway, ropes tied around her arms and tied around her neck... strangling, suffocating. The mirror rippled, Saiyu panicked, a hand came out of the mirror, a rope... Hana backed up, back reaching the far wall, and stood in a manner similar to Saiyu only moments ago. A sleeve, came out of the mirror -- the woman was coming out of the mirror, the woman! Her hair, her face, her body -- she was coming out of the mirror... Saiyu was stuck, then she wasn't -- she was diving for the flashlight, using it. The woman reeled backwards, arms covering her face -- like light hurt her.

Hana swallowed, as Saiyu began to retreat towards her at the end of the hallway. It would be intelligent to move, to run into the entrance and lock the door and find a way out -- set the entire manor on fire and run home. Hana couldn't move though -- she was frozen, completely, in place. She sat and watched, watched as Saiyu defended herself with the flashlight and the boy with the sword busted into the hallway. He talked to her, she didn't respond -- she didn't even notice. He yelled, the words made no sense to Hana. It was cold, why was it so cold... Why wouldn't she wake up?

She opened her eyes and the shadowy figure was closer, leaning over her seven-year-old body. It had a face now, contorted and fuzzy. Hana's breath hitched and the figure grew closer and closer, leaning further and further over her. She saw it smile, she swore she saw it smile... She closed her eyes again, pulling the blanket over her head, as she started to count to ten again.... she woke up, the sun was out, her mother was cooking breakfast...


Why wasn't she waking up?

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Serenity was overly exited about going inside the Himuro Mansion, the very mansion where the journalists were said to have gone missing! She didn’t quite believe in ghosts, but she wanted to. The thought of some otherworldly being was much more exiting than, 'it was just the wind'. Kaylee was now leading, obviously she didn’t do any better, she only got a cut hand out of her blunt attempt of penetrating the houses door, it still tingled with pain but it was slowly fading. She trudged behind her sister now, distracted by the sound of Kaylee’s boots. Serenity often becomes unfocused, even by the slightest things, like now for instance. The crunching sounds they were making, each step they took. She started to mimic the rhythm that her sister was stepping in. Tapping her legs with each step her sister took, only seconds later was she humming her own tune. But soon after she came back to reality, checked her surroundings.

Beautiful cherry trees surrounded mansion, making her feel almost trapped. But she didn’t even mind, it was dark but her flashlight almost illuminated everything in its path. Making her surroundings seem even more beautiful. The grass was covered in fresh dew also covering her bare legs. She wished she had worn pants, it was quite chilly. But Serenity almost had some sort of resistance to the cold, probably almost an immunity she had built up after refusing to dress properly all these years, so her attire was not usually a concern.

She followed closely beside her sister as they approached a window, she sister opened up her bag and pulled out her water bottle.

“Kaylee, cant you wait until were inside to get refreshed”?. But with closer inspection she saw Kaylee unravel the cloth that kept the bottle from leaking and watched as her sister folded it around her hand.

“Oh”… She spoke softly. If only she thought of the cloth before screwing up her hand in front of the Shinto gate. Her sister started to tear the failed attempt at concealing the window, Kaylee then slowly punched the access glass out of the way. Smart, she thought.

Kaylee slowly climbed into the window but that didn’t matter, she fell on her arse, she must have tripped on something. Nonetheless that would have been real funny on a fail-blog. Serenity giggled after seeing her sister stand up.

“Serenity, get in here! I cant see a thing”!

She rushed towards the window underestimating the height of it. It wasn’t that it was supper tall, but more that fact that Serenity was a little overconfident of her own height. She did some sort of cowboy rodeo clown movement while trying to navigate herself safely through the window. It didn’t work, she almost barrel rolled through the window and landed at Kaylees feet. She immediately pulled her self up and brushed off the dust that covered her butt.

“Shall we”? Serenity held her hand towards the rest of the room.

As she shined her light through-out the room, she faced two Buddha statues on her right, and two on her left. The room had a mystical looking altar, but nonetheless, it looked really old. Serenity wondered how it was even possible that this place was even still standing. The house was probably taken good care of. But the way it looked… She examined the room, trying to look like she knew what she was doing she ran towards almost every object in the room and closely looked at its ancient items. But truth was, she had no idea what she was doing, although it was sure fun. Serenity thought that with a little interior decorating and a decent air freshener this room could be beautiful like it probably once was.

Serenity approached the altar that sat at the back of the room. It looked like some puzzle, she thought of the weird traditions the Himuro family must have had to create such and odd altar. Most were simple, representing something close to the family, like a loved one. This one was definitely resembling something, but it looked like more. No matter how interesting the altar looked Serenity refused to touch it. She knew how meaningful things like that could be, so no matter how curious she was she decided to respect the family altar and only observe. The more she thought of it, the whole room looked complicated in an almost simple way… Maybe that was the style so many years ago?

Serenity continued to look through the room, opening drawers, searching corners, looking for anything that might interest her.

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Kirie followed the group of newcomers, one bout and two girls. She couldn't help but worry about, and will to them leave. She felt like she was trying to push her thoughts into their heads, like if she pushed her will hard enough their bodies would turn around and leave. Of course, that wasn't possible, but she could hope right?

To her dismay the group continued into the hallway that was full of ropes. She was about to follow when she felt it, the presence that she knew all to well. Kirie, yea this ghost shared her name, but it wasn't her, yet at the same time, it was. It was her older version, a version she couldn't get near yet felt drawn too, as if being whole with this entity would make her herself feel whole once again. However, that woman scared Kirie, even she was her. She had a demonic glow around her that made Kirie feel as though she was losing her breath or being sucked in.

She felt the pressure as soon as Kirie started to come out of the mirror. She backed up, putting her hands to her throat as though she was choking. That woman scared her, and she wanted her to go away. She was about to run when something surprising happened. The girl shoe the light on Kirie, and it hurt her. It hurt her! Maybe, just maybe she could use these people to become whole again. She watched as Kirie recoiled and then dissipated, feeling the pressure leave with her.

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Kaylee’s left hand slid downwards, gliding along the slightly rough surface of a wooden beam.
When her twin sister had managed to get through the window on her own the room was instantly alight, shadows dancing behind valued Buddha statues and ceremonial altars. The lack of light and seclusion from any provided glow by the moon had resigned her vision when she first barged in there.
Truthfully, she had originally thought the Mansion would hold nothing more than mere piles of dust and destroyed belongings. But the reaction released in her surfaced as a gasp.

Placed in two along both the East and Westward walls were four wooden Buddha’s. They were even tall enough to be just short enough of coming into contact with the roof. Stepping towards one of the statues, Kaylee extended her hand to lay a palm on it. Yes, she had seen Buddha statues before, but the detail laid out in these was plainly astonishing. Artisans that applied such aesthetic quality to their work would have had to have been very dedicated, and had a lot of free time on their hands.
Texture rubbed along her palm before finally fading away as her hand slid down, falling to her side.

Looking as Serenity explored the room quickly on her own, Kaylee moved over to another wall, having caught sight of the same thing which had interested her sister.
”Wow….” It was the single word she could instantly come up with in that moment, but it was a highly unexaggerated description. What lay before the twins was a sizeably large Buddhist altar, set up obviously to precise calculations, and complicated in its own manner. She had always thought of Himuro Mansion as a mass rotting away with age, it was history, but she suspected it to just be coated with dust. It was; but the objects behind it had not failed to disappoint so far.

Kaylee bended down onto her knees, manoeuvring her black backpack so it slid off her shoulders and onto the ground in front of her. Zip. The one swift motion exposed the pack’s innards in that one second, and she delicately reached in before taking careful hold of her pride and joy.

A Nikon F2 Photomic, equipped with an 85mm f1.8 non-AI lens. The lens she used, her main 85mm one, was unique in its self, having the physical characteristics to do serious damage on camera mounts if placed incorrectly. Specifics of the camera on its own include the use of a horizontal focal plane shutter with titanium shutter curtains and a speed range of 1 to 1/2000th second. Additional to that is Bulb and Time, alongside a flash X-sync of 1/80th second.
The camera is not big and bulky on its own, and was only 730g in weight, colour being all black. A plus? Completely operable without batteries.
Lenses she had for her camera were as followed; Nikkor 105 mm f/2.5 for ‘head shots’, Nikkor 50 mm f/1.4 because it approximated the view of the human eye, Micro-Nikkors 55 mm f/3.5 and 50mm f/2.8, Micro-Nikkor 105 mm f/4 for close-up ‘macro’ photography, the Noct-Nikkor 58 mm f/1.2 for low light photography, the PC-Nikkor 28 mm f/3.5 shifting perspective control lens, GN-Nikkor 45 mm f/2.8 for automatically setting the proper aperture for flash exposure based on distance, Nikkor 13 mm f/5.6 with an angle of 118°, Nikkor 300 mm f/2.8 ED IF fast telephoto for sports and wildlife, the heavy but versatile Zoom-Nikkor 50–300 mm f/4.5 ED, and the quick framing Zoom-Nikkor 43–86 mm f/3.5.

Kaylee had the camera viewer aimed at the Buddha altar in front of her, putting the strap around her neck before replacing her back pack again.
Click. Flash.
A sudden and bright light flickered in the room when her finger pressed the button to document a picture of the site. A 180° turn landed her looking back to the rest of the room, full of shadows from being left of the flashlight’s light.
Click. Flash.
Another light expanded the whole room again now, and she checked moments later to be sure the photo had worked out fine. Yes, it had, and the lens she currently used, as she had brought no other then the 85mm, enhanced the photo to show almost every detail she couldn’t see in darkness.

”Be careful not to touch everything, Serenity. You’ll wreck it with the oils from your hands.”
It was true, anyways. Kaylee and her twin sister Serenity had already broken into the building; there was no need to run through it like a bull in a china shop.
Kaylee's blue eyes then shifted back behind her to her sister, glancing slightly to the altar.

Himuro Mansion was full of mystery. Not ghosts.

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Ayoko cocked her head in awe, staring at the empty cage. She often remembers the times she had with her room-mate, her only friend.

Ayoko heard the door slowly creak open, ‘the bitch is back’ she thought subtly. She hated her nurse, she was ugly and utterly annoyed her. Ayoko didn’t even know her name, but that didn’t matter, she didn’t care one bit… She had constant thoughts about locking her nurse in killing her. she almost did it once too. But she knew that if she did that she would be forced to move rooms, away form Madoka.

Ayoko loved to torture Madoka, even harm her. But she also considered Madoka as her best friend. So moving rooms would mean losing her only key to socializing, staying sane. She knew Madoka didn’t feel the same way towards her. But that was what Ayoko didn’t understand, she thought she was doing Madoka a favour by shutting up her stupid canary for good. While Madoka was taking a walk she snuck to the cage that sat beside Madoka’s bed. She only stared that the canary as it sang, sang horrible songs, like it always did. She had no idea how Madoka could even stand the stupid thing, she thought it would look just as beautiful sitting in the cage, dead…

A small smile faded upon Ayoko’s face. She hated the nurse that once served her so much she didn’t even feel like thinking about her. So she went forward in her mind, to after the bitch had taken Madoka for her evening walk. She only hoped that one day the memory of the nurse would be completely invisible to her. She skipped to Madoka’s bird. The most cherished memory of all, the memory that she relives every day. She one that almost always gives her a sick satisfaction.

So she slowly pulled out a pair of scissors, the pair she always kept hidden. Anything that could be used to harm was forbidden. She thought that rule was bull… Ayoko slowly unhitched the simple lock containing the retched animal. She reached into the cage feeling for the bird, when she could feel it in her grasp her hand instantly tightened. She started to strangle the bird but she had no time, she after a few seconds she became impatient. She used the scissors residing in her right hand and started to cut. Ayoko used all of her force to dismember the head. Moments later she thought she literally felt the life leave the bird. But she also thought it was one of the best pleasures even possible.

Ayoko couldn’t even stop herself from laughing. It was uncontrollable, the blood that covered her face was like a breath of fresh air to her. So refreshing, she even attempted to taste it. She slowly licked around her mouth, a small blood trail being left behind. She swallowed the sweet sensation, it was better than anything she had ever tasted before, not because it was even that good. But it was victory, Ayoko now knew who she was…

The smirk that covered her face was instantly wiped when the next memory came. The memory of Madoka coming back, seeing the blood spattered around Ayoko. The ear piercing scream she let out… She couldn’t remember much from this point, only that she was restrained by four men minutes after. Madoka had betrayed her. Ayoko didn’t know how ungrateful people could be until now… Since the last time she had seen Madoka she had never had another friend. And to this day, hatred filled her heart. Making Ayoko that much more sadistic, making her feel like trust was that much more rare.

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Akane took two steps towards the door, watching each one carefully as she did so.
Kirie was an insanely hostile ghost… And getting into confrontations with her was never the best of ideas. Even though all of them were already dead, had been a long time, there was still a sense of hostility whenever Kirie’s presence was near.

Trust was also rare in itself there, but not for Akane. She loved Azami!
Oh, and how wonderful it was when her sister’s spirit had summoned back in the doll her father had created. Insane, he was, and he’d been driven absolutely mad just before his death.
Yes, she had killed him; but it was for the best. Her safety, Azami’s safety, and in a way his safety.

Her head then turned suddenly, responding to a hand placed on her shoulder.

“Azami…”
She raised her hand, taking that of her sisters. The only thing her ears turned to next was the slight creak that was made when she brought Azami’s hand down. Akane let go.

Turning back to the door, a step was all it took to take her lingering ghost and place it into another rotting room of the Himuro Household.

The Kimono Room.

No, it didn’t inspire her much at the thought of running into Ayoko.
And my father said I was crazy! He should take a look at that child. Shaking her head at the thought, almost with slight amusement, her eyes looked to the ground.

Already Azami was carrying herself to almost the middle of the room, dragging Akane’s hand to come with her.

“Let’s go to the Atrium, Azami…”
The Atrium would be host to Sae, at most.
Sae hated her. Sae hated Azami.
Akane didn’t actually care to know the exact reason; but again, confrontations were not wished for.
If Sae came up while they were there, she would just go back to the Doll Room before her temper could spark.

Yes, that’s what they would do. She had patience. She could wait to play around with the ‘guests’ later.

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Character Portrait: Rose
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"This... is the last sound I'll hear?"

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Serenity Dray Hinasobi

"When the going gets tough, screw it"

Character Portrait: Kaylee Anne Hinasobi
Kaylee Anne Hinasobi

It was only the wind.

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Chitose Tachibana

"Give me back my brother!"

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Masumi Makimura

"There must be a way out of this place!"

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Ayoko Haibara

"Come play with me"

Character Portrait: Sae Kurosawa
Sae Kurosawa

"Dear sister... are you leaving me again?"

Character Portrait: Kirie Himuro (Older Version)
Kirie Himuro (Older Version)

"Feel my pain..."

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Saiyu Hinasaki

We must lift the curse on the mansion if we want to live...

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Akane Kiryu

"I don't want to kill."

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Ayoko Haibara

"Come play with me"

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Saiyu Hinasaki

We must lift the curse on the mansion if we want to live...

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Serenity Dray Hinasobi

"When the going gets tough, screw it"

Character Portrait: Rose
Rose

Hi!

Character Portrait: Sakuya Haibara
Sakuya Haibara

"This... is the last sound I'll hear?"

Character Portrait: Kaylee Anne Hinasobi
Kaylee Anne Hinasobi

It was only the wind.

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Young Kirie

Please...stay...away...stay away from....

Character Portrait: Kirie Himuro (Older Version)
Kirie Himuro (Older Version)

"Feel my pain..."

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Chitose Tachibana

"Give me back my brother!"

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Sae Kurosawa

"Dear sister... are you leaving me again?"

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"I don't want to kill."

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Serenity Dray Hinasobi

"When the going gets tough, screw it"

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Ayoko Haibara

"Come play with me"

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Sakuya Haibara

"This... is the last sound I'll hear?"

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Chitose Tachibana

"Give me back my brother!"

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Rose

Hi!

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Saiyu Hinasaki

We must lift the curse on the mansion if we want to live...

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Kirie Himuro (Older Version)

"Feel my pain..."

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Sae Kurosawa

"Dear sister... are you leaving me again?"


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