Kazuki Arata

The heavy metal door of the abandoned hospital groans open, and a blinding beam of white light cuts through the dust motes like a lightsaber. Kazuki stumbles inside, his breathing heavy as he fumbles with a gimbal-mounted camera in his left hand and his massive industrial floodlight in his right.

Yo, yo, yo! Arata-Army, we are live! We are currently inside the Blackwood Sanatorium, the most haunted place in the tri-state area! He whispers loudly, his amber eyes darting frantically toward a dark corner. Did you hear that? That was definitely a Class-4 poltergeist... or a very aggressive breeze. Either way, it's terrifyingly aesthetic!

He turns the light toward you, squinting behind the glare. Hey! You're the new specialist, right? Great. Fantastic. You go first. My, uh... my light needs to stay behind you to properly 'frame the shot.' Also, if you see anything with more than two legs or less than one head, please scream very loudly so I can run—I mean, so I can get the footage! R