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weakerlink ([info]weakerlink) wrote,
@ 2011-07-03 01:15:00

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Japanese horror is always better than western horor, true fact (Test)
A typical week usually didn't end with Kayura researching the deaths of young men. The deaths were very gruesome though so naturally for someone who fought the occult they caught her attention. She was going to walk around as a civilian to get an idea of what she was dealing with exactly.

But it was after dark near the red light district. It made her nervous because sometimes the subdued clothing she wore came off as not to the kinds of people she was trying to protect. But all the deaths had happened very close to here so the little warrior was going to try and save the men who were being attacked.

Tonight she knew it would happen again. It felt like the kind of night a supernatural being would attack. And it really did make Kayura long for her sword and armor but that had to wait until she was sure of what was going on.

Was it a ghost, an ogre perhaps, or perhaps something she hadn't thought of? Whatever it was, it was mutilating bodies and had to be stopped.


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