Shh, Don't Look Back, It's Sewing Your Shadow

Before she died, my grandma told me: "Remember the three things you should never sew: no shroud, no wedding dress, and no... Human skin." I made a living by sewing things that the dead souls obsessed with, until one rainy night, a headless corpse knocked on the door and put down gold and a yellowed photo. It asked me to sew a "face" for it. The person in the photo was the popular actress who came to my shop yesterday to order a cheongsam. What's even more terrifying is that the moment I picked up the needle, the shadow behind me in the mirror looked at me, grinning. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.