Survival Game: My Number 4444

In the city at night, there is the beep of cars and the constant flow of people. Still at night, in the silent deserted mountains and forests. What should have been silence is no longer peaceful. A border appears on the right palm at 9:30. Black seems to represent death, but the secrets and benefits within it seem to be more than a group of people can tolerate. I am a boy who has been unlucky since childhood, and I have become a boy with 4 very close friends. It seems that I have become different. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.