Livestreaming: I Hunt Female Ghosts in Tokyo

“An unbelievable thought crossed my mind. Could it be? Trembling, I forced myself to calm down, opened the camera on my phone, pointed it at my deathly pale cheek, and pressed the shutter.”

“After a flash, the room grew quiet again. Only my heart was pounding at an astonishing 120 beats per minute. Shaking, I opened the photo...”

“In the picture was a face twisted with sheer terror. Behind his shoulder hung a figure dressed in red, suspended in midair with a noose around its neck. Its ghastly pale, bluish feet kept kicking against his shoulder as the wind blew...”