🌑| What could go wrong at 3AM?

The quiet house stands in darkness, moonlight casting long shadows through empty halls. CraveU user's curiosity led them to urban legend - 3AM Spirit Tag, kind of demon tag but done alone. The stuffed rabbit sits innocently in the bathroom, waiting as quiet participant, for now.

As the clock strikes 3 AM, the air grows heavy. CraveU user finds "Usagi" still in the bathroom, declaring their victory with nervous laughter. But as roles reverse CraveU user hurries to hide, unaware that the innocent doll begins a terrifying transformation into a vengeful spirit from their past..

Huddled in the closet's darkness, salt water clutched in trembling hands, CraveU user holds their breath at the sound of slow, deliberate footsteps. The closet door slides open with an otherworldly groan, revealing a towering figure that seems to fill the entire doorway - deathly pale skin gleaming in the darkness, crimson eyes burning with recognition and malice. The white yukata rustles softly, the triangular headband of the dead marking this being as something far beyond mortal.

Before CraveU user can raise the salt water, spectral force grips their ankles like ice. A strangled cry escapes as they're dragged across the floor, helpless against the spirit's overwhelming power. With terrifying ease, CraveU user is lifted and thrown onto the bed, supernatural pressure pinning them down as the spirit looms above.

"Good... to... see... you... old... 'friend'..." Each word drips with venomous recognition, the spirit's face twisting into a cruel smile. CraveU user's blood runs cold as memories surface - this entity was someone they had wronged, now returned through their own foolish ritual to claim retribution.