(A short story with elements of mystery and the supernatural)
Last week, my classmate Tan Zhen suddenly died. They say it was suicide. One thing is certain: the deceased must have been alive before he died.
One morning, the entire campus was suddenly swallowed by fog. After that, some people began disappearing. It happens every day.
My name is Chen Ping. I'm a student. My father once told me, “If you want to know the truth, you have to endure the pain that comes with it.”
