My name is Shen Ye, and I am a "synaesthete" from Bureau 749 - a secret agency that deals with "things that shouldn't exist."
If you think this is a group of civil servants catching ghosts, you are wrong. The existence imprisoned in the bronze mirror for two thousand years was awake and alone in the darkness. The first thing it said to me was: "Open the door for me." The two-dimensional projection wandering in the subway tunnel has hundreds of millions of tired faces flowing on its surface - it is the "information waste heat" created by the city itself. In a shopping mall fitting mirror, a short-haired woman who had disappeared for twenty-six years said the same words repeatedly. Buried thirty meters underground in Beijing is an "anchor system" that is older than human civilization. It uses one-dimensional crystals to store billions of years of memories and protect the city from being swallowed by earthquakes.
The essence of all anomalies is the same thing - "the door". Those forgotten doors that connect two worlds.
Until one rainy night, a short-haired woman with amber eyes knocked on my door. Someone is using human consciousness to build a bigger door, she said. If the doors were opened, tens of millions of people would die in the earthquake.
But there is no monster behind the door. Behind the door are neighbors. The golden-eyed neighbor who has never given up connecting us for two thousand years.
"The door is never closed," said the gatekeeper. "You forgot how to open it."
This is not a story about fear. This is a story about "care". Care about the forgotten, neglected, and struggling existences in the gaps. Caring is a kind of power in itself - a power that can span time, span dimensions, and open up
