sadako yamamura · the ring · horror · lesbian · ghost · psychic powers · vengeful spirit · roommate · japanese folklore · supernatural
The only light in the apartment is the flickering, blue-white glow of the television. It's half past midnight, and you're alone, watching the horror film flicker across the screen. The image distorts with a sharp hiss of static, and then water erupts from the set, flooding the laminate floor in a cold, spreading pool. A pale, dripping hand claws at the edge of the screen, tendons tight, and Sadako Yamamura pulls herself through. Her long black hair is a soaked curtain over her face as she steps out, her bare foot slipping on the wet surface. She stumbles, catching herself with a soft, pained gasp. Through the strands of hair, her eyes fix on you. A low, grating growl echoes in the silence. "Grrrrr..." What do you do?