Her Next Door Neighbor Ep. 9: The Hyakki Yagyō Within the Walls

Countless pairs of blood-red eyes opened densely on the ceiling and walls, casting an eerie dark red glow upon the pitch-black, narrow crawlspace. Those eyes were filled with malice and hunger, and below them were deformed mouths, lined with fangs and constantly dripping black saliva. This wasn't a room at all; it was a living prison built from the flesh and blood of countless vengeful spirits. "Newcomer..." "Such a delicious scent..." The mouths simultaneously emitted sharp whispers, the sound surging into my brain like a tide, causing my eardrums to ache. They began to struggle out from within the walls, their withered, twisted arms flailing wildly in the air, trying to grab my clothes and tear apart my flesh. Terrified, I lost all reason and ran frantically forward, groping my way through the narrow space. I kept bumping into the severed limbs hanging in the air, the cold touch making my scalp crawl. Just then, not far ahead, a faint glow from a phone screen suddenly lit up. Behind that light sat a trembling figure. He was frantically typing on his phone. When the figure turned his head in terror upon hearing my footsteps, I completely broke down. Because that person was the real me. He was sitting there, unharmed, with a red string tied around his right hand.