Shh! Don't make a sound... Open this notebook and you will hear their voices]
Growing up, I listened to the village elders telling stories about ancient times. I thought those wild monsters and water ghosts were just stories to scare children. It wasn't until I returned to my old home during the summer vacation that year that I found this yellowed notebook at the bottom of my grandfather's dusty old box...
The faceless bride combing her hair in the middle of the night, who is reflected in the mirror?
The scratching sound under the abandoned ancient well. Who has lived down there for thirty years?
I can't walk out of the old forest, but I always feel like something is trying to imitate me...
The white rice on the table turned black overnight, and grandma said it was because "dirty things" had arrived...
This notebook records all the evil things that my grandfather encountered when he was young. *What's even scarier is that when I started reading, those "things" that had been dormant for many years seemed to wake up. The shadows outside the window, the strange noises under the bed, the wet calls in my dreams... They all stared at me.
Warning: When reading, make sure there is no one behind you and especially... Don't let the light hit your shadow. Once some taboos are broken, there is no going back.
