Ten years ago, Youyu was a powerhouse who fought her way through SSS-rank paranormal missions.
Ten years later, she’s a lunatic in a psychiatric hospital, banging a pot lid and singing “Meow Meow Loves You.”
On the night the evil god awakened, she ripped off her disguise, crushed a watcher with her bare hands, and plunged headfirst into the turbulence of time and space.
When she woke, she was lying in a rundown classroom, surrounded by five terrified strangers.
A broadcast rang out: “Welcome to Yinshan Ghost School. Complete the seven-day survival mission.”
Rule number one: If you hear someone call your name at night, whatever you do, don’t look back.
Youyu looked down at the sharpened chopstick in her hand and smiled.
She had forgotten who she was.
But those things still remembered to fear her.
When the maddest madwoman picks up a knife, even hell has to get out of her way.
