Hunting Killers Through the Mirror Prison's Time Gaps

When you gaze into a mirror late at night, count your reflection carefully. If you notice its pupils move half a second after yours, cover the mirror with black cloth immediately. This is no prank. It’s a warning from a survivor of No. 17 Qingshi Lane.

The knocking that always comes at three in the morning might be your parallel-world self begging for help. The childhood photo that suddenly appears could be bait forged by a mirror creature. In the story ahead, every word is a blood-soaked piece of the truth, and you’ll join Lin Xiaoman in uncovering the most terrifying realization of all:

The reality we take for granted is merely the gentlest layer among countless mirror dimensions.

(Before turning the next page, check that every reflective surface behind you is behaving normally. After all, they’re staring at you right now, too.)