Cthulhu + mental illness + urban legends.
Mom’s face stretched across the three-meter-long kitchen on the first floor and appeared at the kitchen doorway. She knocked on Su Qi’s second-floor bedroom door and said gently, “Xiao Qi, come downstairs for dinner.”
A business partner came to visit, and Father talked with him in the hallway. But after the door closed, some strange chewing sounds came from inside.
Big Sister mischievously crawled over from the ceiling, a dark red doll dangling from her tongue. “Little Brother, here’s your new toy.”
Feeling the warmth of family, Su Qi beamed with happiness!
“Having a family... really is wonderful!”
Across the way, on the rooftop, two people watched Su Qi home alone. The strange smile on his face made their scalps prickle with terror!
