It was a chilly night, like any other would be in a city by the sea. The wind blowed and swayed, the fallen leaves that should have been on the slowly recovering trees were flying through the air instead, followed by the noise of the sea waves hitting the concrete walls in the harbour.
It was one of those nights, one of the nights where it was deadly quiet as and dark, only source of light being street lamps scattered through the streets and the full moon up in the dark sky⌠Or at least the only source of normal light. The truth was, there was a different sort of light flickering in the harbour.
A flickering and weak light, blinking in and out of existance as it stood by the distant lighthouse. It held a pale and faint shade of blue to it, one almost so weak youâd call it white.
And that light was what made Yokai uneasy and determined to find out what exactly it was. Of course, despite his lack of fear of the mysterious apparition itself he dared not go alone. The water was dangerous and he knew it full well, so just to be safe he decided to make an exaption and agree to take someone along with him just this once.
Turning his head as he heard footsteps approaching, he looked the person over with a small sigh, well⌠This is what happenes when you randomly choose people for ghost hunts, but it wasnât like he could complain now. Besides, it was just for tonight.
âIâll ask one last time⌠Are you sure you want to come with me? If itâs a ghost it could be malicious and bring harm upon both of us.â
He warned, even though heâd be lying if he said he wasnât looking forward to it just a little bit.
Eusine would have to have been living under a stone to have researched the supernatural and not found anything about the most basic of the viewable apparitions -- the will-o-the-wisp. Such things were usually written off as swamp gas or tricks of the light, but there was always a handful of instances where this wasnât the case.
Theyâd never really interested him enough to go actively looking for such things, but when Eusine got pulled off the twilit street by a stringy-looking boy who pointed out across the bay at a flickering form that was distinctly not just light playing on the water, his curiosity got the better of him.
âIâll ask one last time⌠Are you sure you want to come with me? If itâs a ghost it could be malicious and bring harm upon both of us.â
The tall man smiled wanly, a thin-lipped expression that displayed predatory anticipation more than actual mirth. âI think you will find me more than prepared for whatever this . . . thing can bring to bear. More so than anybody else you could have pulled off the street. When do you want to get started?â
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