Yōkai are the shambling, skulking creatures of Japanese folklore. Beasts, tricksters, and seductive terrors. Unfathomable horrors and ridiculous spirits. They prowl the forest deep, lurk in the sky above, skitter in the dark, emerge from the raging sea. One may even be haunting the hidden corners of your bath. Some embody the horrors of the unknown darkness. Some are talismans and shields against evil, protectors of the human race. Others simply want to be left alone. Their stories are our stories; our fears, our wonderment, our hopes. They reflect contemporary anxieties and dilemmas just as eerily as they did those of the past. They are the capriciousness of nature. They are the tales we tell our children to make them behave, the stories we tell ourselves to make sense of our creeping fear of those things shuffling just out of sight. They are our hope for grace from a mysterious world. They are the things we dread lurk inside our hearts. For the collector unafraid to embrace the dark, the weird, and the weirdly hopeful, there are Yōkai.