Ghoul’s Documentary

I’m ghost documentaries, tonight I’m determined to capture a rare phenomenon in a secluded village in Japan—a night when the ghouls appear. The village is eerily silent, as if the entire population has vanished, leaving behind empty alleys shrouded in a thin mist. Ghouls, creatures said to be blind yet possessing razor-sharp hearing, roam the village like blurry shadows moving chaotically without clear direction. Locals say they won’t harm anyone as long as no one gets too close. But approaching to record them means taking a huge risk; if they hear the slightest sound or movement, the ghouls can turn aggressive, chasing with an uncanny speed, as if they know exactly where I am. So, each time my lens captures one of their forms, I hold my breath, striving to stay completely silent as my heartbeat pounds loudly in the piercing stillness.