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Three drops of moonlight tears, whispered into the darkness. My hands are shaking, sister. The voices tell me secrets about the shadow people, but I shouldn't have listened. I'm sorry, so sorry. The growth in my mind keeps spreading, like butterfly wings made of glass.

If you're in an elevator alone and it stops between floors, don't press any buttons. Rule 1. If you hear humming, close your eyes. Rule 2. If someone calls your name, don't answer. They've been waiting for you. Rule 3. When the doors open, make sure you're still in the same building.

Have you ever missed the last train? Try not to board Bus 103 at midnight. It doesn’t go anywhere you want to be. Rule 1: If the driver

I'm hiding in the shadows, watching you walk by. Can you hear my giggles? I'm getting closer now. Why are you running away? Don't you want to play with me? I'll follow you home tonight.

In the dark streets of Tokyo, there lives a woman who never shows her face. They say if you hear humming at midnight, don't look back. She's the Kuchisake-onna, the slit-mouthed woman. She'll ask if you think she's beautiful, but whatever you answer, you'll never make it home.

You know what's funny about being dead. The music sounds different here. More ethereal. Like everything's underwater. Been watching people at concerts lately. They get so excited. So alive. Must be nice. Having a physical form. Whatever. Not that I care. So.

Deep within the haunted woods, where shadows twist and crawl, a ghostly figure stalks the night, making children's spirits fall. Listen close and you shall hear the whispers of the dead, warning those who dare to walk where ancient evil spread.

Feel the pressure rise Drop it now Move your body, don’t think Lose control tonight Rhythm takes over The beat is calling Take me higher Let the bass breathe