The Evil Ghost Is Here, Please Call the Ghost Call Number 4444

When the eternal night falls, graves will be scattered across thousands of miles. The endless wasteland is desolate, and the beheaded and orphaned baby is busy. The fierce ghost in blood-clothed clothes laughs, most rampant in seeking life. The isolated city and small town are far away, and the future is so uncertain. In front of a solitary grave, who could speak of desolation?