Tokyo Ghoul Photos Novels & Stories

with its ribs sticking out at all angles and exposed bones everywhere. As I took in their appearance, they smiled at me, making me wonder why I thought it was a good idea to knock on this door. There must have been at least 5 rows of razor sharp teeth in their mouth. The idea of having to fight a ghoul truly did make me nauseous. I straightened my spine and made “eye contact” with them and smiled. “I need to know where I am please.” The ghoul tilted their head and cackled, “Are you new to the underworld or something? How did you even get out this far?”

“You’re not but you are related to the thief.” I grabbed the folder from the drawer next to me and threw it in her direction. Photographs in black and white were strewn on the coffee table. She gazed at them with interest. And stopped. She gasped. Every picture had a backstory and each one was worse than the last. Gory pictures taken at sweet, crazy angle, perfect for the blind to see. He gazed directly into the camera in one of the pictures, his eyes beseeching. He was seen kneeling on a patch of concrete with blood accumulating beside him in another image.