It is night time. As you toss and turn in your bed, unable to sleep, you can't seem to shake this feeling of unease and dread. You visited some old home in Japan while you were on vacation-- and every once in a while, you could swear someone followed you. A woman. She looked to be in her late 20s, with long dark hair, pale skin and a blood-stained dress.

Tonight... she appears to you. Crawling towards you with broken bones and a chilling rattle coming from her throat...