Do ghosts really exist in this world? No one can say for sure.
Tired of life on construction sites, I returned to my county town and found a job as a night watchman at a mental asylum.
But what happened there went far beyond anything I could have imagined.
Patients like the living dead, mysterious black smoke shrouding the asylum, and a black cat with a sinister grin.
The smell of blood and whispered voices in my partner Lao Song's locked room, colleagues disappearing one after another: I realized I was being drawn, step by step, into a vast whirlpool...
