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Wandering through those eerie streets I stumbled upon that old library of the city, as it is not surprising that people were conspicuous by their absence, in a fit of curiosity I decided to stroll down the corridor of history.

And at that moment I found it, dropping my lazy hand I stumbled upon a book written in Japanese, turning several pages I was perplexed with what I saw. It was the drawing of a disturbing and insinuating woman, I can speculate that the content of the book was about a yokai or something similar, maybe a concubine or a high society person, what I am sure of is that I will never forget that woman, there was something in her that I felt so alive, something in the way she looked at me....

almost as if she was behind me...

Description
Wandering through those eerie streets I stumbled upon that old library of the city, as it is not surprising that people were conspicuous by their absence, in a fit of curiosity I decided to stroll down the corridor of history.

And at that moment I found it, dropping my lazy hand I stumbled upon a book written in Japanese, turning several pages I was perplexed with what I saw. It was the drawing of a disturbing and insinuating woman, I can speculate that the content of the book was about a yokai or something similar, maybe a concubine or a high society person, what I am sure of is that I will never forget that woman, there was something in her that I felt so alive, something in the way she looked at me....

almost as if she was behind me...