Thread: Fatal Frame: Yuki-Futago (Eldrithe Whisperwind X  HikariNoEiyuu) CLOSED!

RE Fatal Frame Yuki-Futago Eldrithe Whisperwind X HikariNoEiyuu Fuyuko walked over to the camera and gently picked it up. The sound of something clattering on a wooden surface sent her spinning around. What was that? she thought as she started searching for the origin of the sound. A closet at the other end of the room slowly slid open causing the young albino to pause in her tracks. Fuyuko flinched resulting in her letting go of the camera it fell to the floor with a snap. Oh no. She gasped as she bent down to pick it up. Rotating the camera gently in her hands she inspected the object for any damage, there was nothing she could see. As she continued to check every corner of the camera, the film latch popped open. It was empty. Help me. Came a raspy whisper. Fuyuko threw up her head, fear glazing over her eyes. Whos there? she stammered. Please, help me. Echoed the male voice. It sounded like it was coming from the closet. The young girl gently stood up and drifted hesitantly over to the closet. Taking a deep breath, she peered inside the wooden room to find that it was unoccupied. Where was that voice coming from? she muttered while shining her torch along the musty wall. Nestled in the corner on the closed side of the closet sat a flat blue square object. She crawled inside the empty space and inched her way over to the blue item. Grabbing the object she started to back out, but was promptly interrupted by the sound of the sliding door slamming behind her plummeting the space into complete darkness. Sitting alone in the darkness Fuyuko became terrified she didnt know what to do. She managed to squeeze herself around and make it back the way she came, but the door wouldnt open no matter how hard she tried. Fuyukos heart started to race as she continued to tug on the handle. Let me out! she screamed. Please, Im begging you. Help me. Resonated the voice. Fuyuko froze, the hair on the back of her neck started to quiver and stand. She let go of the door and fumbled with the torch that she had forgotten about in her state of panic. With shaking fingers she managed to flip the switch on, bathing the once dark space into brilliant yellow light. She quickly turned around to investigate the space behind her, it was empty, she was alone. With a sigh of relief she turned her attention back to the door. As she leaned over to grab the door handle, something seized her from behind and pulled her into the wall. The head of a young black haired male manifested out of the top of the closet and looked down at her, his face wracked in pain. Help me. He repeated. Fuyuko screamed as she tried to get up, but dozens of white arms and hands materialized out of the wall behind her and held her tight. Go away! She screamed, tears sliding down her face. The young girl fought as hard as she could, her hands and mind trying to grasp anything that was stable and real. The sounds of footsteps caused the floating head to stop its wails for help. Hes coming. Said the man before vanishing, along with the arms that held her down she was finally free. Whos coming? Screeched Fuyuko as she backed up into the far side corner and wrapped her arms around her legs. The footsteps crept closer, accompanied by the sounds of screaming babies. This cant be happening. Tomoyo, where are you? She whispers while placing her hands over her ears and shutting her eyes as she continued to sob into the darkness.