Kayako Saeki

 “What the-” He reached out to touch the crimson droplets. It couldn’t possibly be what it looked like. That would be impossible. No, it had to be….rust! That was it! It was just rust, from the corroded pipes. 

 He rolled the crimson around in between his fingers.

 It wasn’t rust.

It was a clown. But Kayako could sense that it wasn’t human. It had no fear of her and she had no fear of it. They stood at opposite ends of the hallway, Kayako just stared. Toshio came running out of a room, ducking behind his mother and gripping her white dress. He peeked around her, watching the clown.

At the other’s request, Kayako glanced down at the body before looking back at the clown. She tilted her head.

{What do you want with it?} The voice was soft and void of emotion. It did not come from her lips but it was clearly coming from her and intended for the creature.

IT watches the boy run out, and a gloved hand comes up to give them a little wave as well. Of course IT was more monster than clown, but there was that strange deep set of actual clown within IT and it sparked around children. Wanting to make then happy, even if it seemed they were spirits that were not meant to be happy. 

Uneven hues look to the body before tilting to the side, as they flicker back to that pair, “Well, to EAT it of course… I feed on fear and flesh and… scared meat tastes the best… and you scared this one onto… a very salty snack.” IT offers with a little shrug,

Toshio hissed at the clown when it waved at him. Motherly instincts, more like an echo of them, caused Kayako to lightly pat her son's head to calm him down. Of course, he was afraid of clowns when he was alive. Strange how little things like that would come to her.

{We have no use for it. I accomplished what I needed. Come with mommy, Toshio. Let's go home.} A voice came from behind the doors. It was a man calling out the name of the dead woman, searching for her. It didn't interest Kayako since this man never entered her house nor did stray near the woman for too long so Kayako can attach on to him. Though she did wonder if the clown creature would act.

Kayako watched the man from the corner of the room. She sensed a lot of pain and regret from him. Not that it mattered. No one's pain was greater than hers. This man didn't even know what he had come into contact with. He just happened to have been around someone for too long who had already been inflicted by her curse. Now that person is dead.

She vanished before he could turn around and see her. A black cat trotted over to him, slinking between his legs before darting out of the room with a meow. It was Toshio's cat, Mar. A mark for death.

Or maybe that was just the grief taking hold of him.

One of the few friends he'd had left had recently gone missing. They'd yet to find a body, and there was little to find to suggest any hints.

Looking down at the sudden appearance of the cat, Henry frowned. He couldn't remember owning one. Perhaps this was a stray?

The sink was dripping a constant drip... drip...drip...sound. Kayako stared at it and the water that was dripping from it turned to blood.

You shouldn't have touched anything from that basement.

Indie Mia Allen from Evil Dead (2013)

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The woman screamed and sprinted down the hallway. Kayako just slowly followed her, joints cracking as she walked. Her victim tried to run through a door but it closed on her. She went to another door and opened it, sitting in the doorway was Toshio. He stared up at her with black eyes then let out a yeowl. She screeched and fell to the ground.

Jet black hair wrapped around her ankles and began to drag her across the floor, right towards the pale entity at the end of the hallway. The woman sobbed and tried to struggle but couldn’t free herself. It wasn’t long before she was at Kayako’s feet.

“Aaaaaaaaaaah.” Kayako rattled out as she crawled on top of the sobbing woman. Gripping her bottom jaw, she ripped it from her victims face. The screaming stopped.

Kayako’s body went stuff, wide eyes glancing around. Someone else was here. Or something else. Dropping the jaw, Kayako stood once more.

@deliciousfear​

IT was brought about simply because IT could smell the fear, and since IT was still not used to being away from Derry. The clown figured there could possibly be a free meal near by, if they were already sacred, the there would be little effort needed to grab them up. However when getting closer IT sensed the other entity, and figured that they were hunting for themselves.

  Even with that in mind, IT couldn’t help but stick around, realizing there was not just one entity at play here. And the fear that hung thick in the air was quite pleasant. That and the clown has always been a little too curious. When it is spotted, after she ripped the others jaw clean off, a gloved hand comes up in a sort of wave,

At the other's request, Kayako glanced down at the body before looking back at the clown. She tilted her head.

{What do you want with it?} The voice was soft and void of emotion. It did not come from her lips but it was clearly coming from her and intended for the creature.