the woman in green

"Hey, everybun!  We're back!  Haha, it's your boy, Joy Boy, here and today, we're going to explore Burrowgatory's most haunted, creepiest studio apartment complex, home to the one and only Woman in Green so come with me as we go pay this lucky lady a hot visit!"

Well, cringe video intro done.  Hell, he really needs to come up with a new fucking intro at some point.  Seriously?  'It's your boy, Joy Boy'?  Like that shit doesn't even make sense.

Ugh, whatever.

Still, JB'd be lying if he said he wasn't looking forward to the day he breaks into Burrowgatory's most haunted studio complex to see if he can catch a glimpse of its most haunting resident.  Rumor has it The Woman in Green was one of the oldest succubuns in existence but was left broken-hearted by her demon lover when he abandoned her and she waited day in and day out for his return until her untimely death and now she haunts the studio complex as a lonely spirit, chained to this spot for all of damnation, still waiting for her lover to return.

What a load of bullshit.

Don't get JB wrong — he's a horror enthusiast through and through, but seriously, ghosts?  Nah, there's no way.  It's just not possible, but the owner of the complex can't figure out how else to explain the shuddering windows and the horrible wailing noise at the end of the hall.  At least that's what the owner claims anyway.

Eh, it's an old building.  Building's probably in some desperate need of renovations.

As he walks through the dark corridor with his flashlight and camcorder, he makes sure to capture the ambiance of the abandoned studio complex.  As unimpressed as JB is, he has to admit it's definitely pretty creepy.  It's not a big building, but somehow, the inside feels bigger than the outside even though it's just a straight shot down the hall.

The office is the first room JB sees once he enters the building, but the windows are completely smashed.  Shattered glass lies around on the floor amidst dust and fallen posters and advertisements marketing local businesses gone long out of service.  The building owner's old things remain just as they are on the top of the desk left untouched throughout the years and inside one of the drawers, something... quivers!?

"What the hell is this?" JB scowls, making a face as he tentatively leans over to tug the shaking drawer open.

Immediately, a dark blur flies right into his face and JB stumbles back, startled as he drops his flashlight in surprise.  "Fucking hell!" he exclaims, but once he recovers his composure, he realizes the dark blur was just a mischievous little guyst stuck inside the drawer the entire time.

JB sighs, shaking his head as he watches the imp float off into the dark, "Almost got me there pretty good, I'll admit, little guy."

He turns the camera to face himself, addressing his future audience on video.  Shit, this is going to make some really great footage.  "See, folks?  No such thing as ghosts.  Just guysts stuck inside a drawer for some reason," JB grins, "Happens to the best of us." 

Suddenly, a door slams somewhere down the long corridor and JB jolts.  Fuck, what the hell is it now?  A second door nearby slams shut as well and JB bristles just a little, but it takes more than a couple doors slamming to phase him.

As he makes his way towards the source of the noise, he feels a cold chill penetrate through his leather jacket and realizes that the windows must be open.  Figures it was just the wind.  Freezing cold night tonight too, damn... 

Rubbing his arms to generate body heat, he continues venturing through the empty rooms, taking as much footage of the abandoned building as possible.  The air temperature continues to drop lower and lower until JB's teeth begin to chatter, but nothing makes his blood run as cold as the sound of quiet sobbing near the end of the hall.

The unmistakable crying of the Woman in Green.

Fuck.

JB can explain most noises as random noises that go bump in the night, but the sound of a random woman crying?  Not sure about that one.

"Well, folks, haha... looks like our lady of the night is indeed present tonight!  You're about to witness Burrowgatory's first ghost on camera!"

Bracing himself for the worst, JB bravely (or very stupidly) confronts the Woman in Green, but something's wrong.  There's nobody here.  What the hell?  She should be right over here somewh —

"TURN...TURN BACK N...OW."

A ghostly howl!  Holy shit, the Woman in Green.  She's real?  No fucking way, it's gotta be a prank.  It's gotta be —

"TURN... BACK N...OW OR FACE THE... CONSEQUENCES OF YOUR... ACTIONS, JOY BOY."

Hang on a second, how the hell does she know his name?  And consequences?  Oh, hell no.  Nobody said anything about consequences, nobody said... nobody said anything about this!

Just then, a massive horned shadow looms over him.  Behind him, JB hears the crackling of fire and the flapping of wings.

"JB," she breathes into the shell of his ear.

Fuck this shit, he's out of here.

Before the Woman in Green can seize him and tear him apart or whatever horrible thing she wants to do to him, JB scrambles out of the studio complex as fast as his legs can carry him until he's back outside, safe and sound.

"Way too close for comfort..." he mutters under his breath, shaking his head.  He pauses for a moment, realizing he's empty-handed!  "Wait... shit, my camcorder!  FUCK!" he exclaims, running his gloved hands through his hair.  Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.  No way in hell is he going back there though!  Ain't no fucking way!

You win this time, Woman in Green...

...

Somewhere in an abandoned studio complex, a lonely woman picks up an abandoned camcorder and curiously watches the recorded footage, wildly unimpressed by the man's bravado.

Oh, thank goodness she managed to chase him away.

If he managed to upload this video, Tomoe can only imagine how many intruders would've tried to come pay her a visit!  She knows it's only a matter of time when somebody realizes there's no such thing as the Woman in Green, but for now, she has to admit she's been shamelessly enjoying the free rent...