Death is not the end. It is the beginning of something even more terrifying.
Ye An wakes after dying to find himself in the "Wasteland," where the sun never rises: a bizarre world that feeds on fear.
Here, your ticket to survival is a "pass," and every pass leads to a terrifying instance where death is all but certain:
A piece of parchment on which bloody words appear from nowhere, a radio that plays recordings of the dead on its own, human-shaped silhouettes writhing in the shadows...
Ye An gradually learns to keep his wits in the midst of madness and search for rules in the depths of despair.
He thinks this is reality, until he tears away the final disguise.
An endless sea of cold eyes is fixed on him. And behind those eyes is a face so familiar it leaves him breathless...
Sometimes, people are scarier than ghosts.
And the deepest terror is realizing that the nightmare you fought so hard to escape was merely a performance directed by someone else.
Shh, the camera is still rolling.
Who will you perform for in the next instance?
