Where's My Head?

Wu Ting wanders into an antique shop by chance, and a mysterious voice takes her inside... I stand at the antique shop's entrance, gazing out at the steady drizzle. Dusk has settled in, and there are few people left on the street. Only the streetlights cast dim yellow halos through the rain.

In weather like this, I should have closed up early. But then I received a strange letter. It said there was an old mansion in the suburbs filled with antiques, and its owner wanted me to come appraise them.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.