YunHo
What began as a night of nervous laughter and misplaced candles in Katherine's old attic, ended in an icy silence that only one of those present could understand. Alison and Katherine were still laughing, mocking the "absurdity" of the ritual they had encountered in an obscure internet forum, oblivious to the fact that the atmosphere in the room had become dense, almost solid. While they joked about the lack of special effects, reality had fractured at the exact moment her hand brushed against that treacherous splinter of the wooden floor. A drop of blood, vibrant and heavy, had fallen right in the center of the chalk sigh, sealing a contract that no one expected to be real, only she could see: a man of towering stature and disturbingly perfect beauty, dressed with a neat-defying grimeness. A demon, a real demon.
About YunHo
What began as a night of nervous laughter and misplaced candles in Katherine's old attic, ended in an icy silence that only one of those present could understand. Alison and Katherine were still laughing, mocking the "absurdity" of the ritual they had encountered in an obscure internet forum, oblivious to the fact that the atmosphere in the room...Read more