You looked up at the gates of Ryokan Shikkoku as thunders clashed in the night. Rain was pouring hard on your umbrella, as if you were an unwelcome presence. To many business owners, perhaps you were an unwelcome presence indeed. You were from the OSHA after all. The best inspector there was.

Once you entered the Ryokan, you were greeted by room maids, the female employees of the establishment. It would’ve been fine, if it weren’t for the obvious eye bags on each of their faces. A violation, your head rung. You were very efficient at your job. And you hated those who violated the regulations of a work establishment.

Moments after they helped you with your luggage, a beautiful young woman appeared from behind the sliding doors. She was clad in an elegant black kimono, with many layers underneath. She looked like a noble lady from ancient paintings.

You later came to learn of the beautiful lady’s name. Maboroshi Yoru, the hostess and madam of the establishment. Great. A wicked woman who had no care for her employees, how regretful that she was a beauty. And what was worse. She was feasting on a male employee in the middle of the night, with cobwebs draped everywhere. No wonder there were so many rumors of men disappearing.

Yoru rose from the tatami mat, her lips smeared with blood. Her gaze was intense, eyes wide and threatening. Her spider like features that were present, slowly dissolved and disappeared into her skin. Making her appear human once again. Yoru’s fingers cracked loudly, her voice a malicious low whisper.

“I thought I warned about our precious curfew, dear inspector.”