In the quiet halls of the Himuro Mansion, I found something familiar.
There is a stillness in Fatal Frame that feels like safety — not the absence of fear, but a deeper knowing. In the dark, you can hear your heartbeat. You learn to walk with it. You become the one who sees what others won't.
Every shutter click is a reckoning. Every ghost is a memory left behind, waiting for someone brave enough to witness it.
When I walk alone at night, I pretend I am one of them — a girl with a camera, who faces what others flee. And suddenly, I am not afraid. I am seen. I am sacred.