The thick fog in Wanghai Town persists all year round. The transparent fisheries floating on the sea, the strange lavender color spreading on the fingertips of residents, and the whispers of the dead coming from the walls all foreshadow a terrifying resurgence that spans five hundred years - The remnant souls of the ancient unbalanced people awaken through the void erosion, and invisible spiritual parasites sneak into the streets and alleys, inducing humans to kill each other in hallucinations; and the core of the universe, which was once regarded as guarding hope, is actually a Pandora's box that seals more terrifying existences. Every time the energy is activated, the shackles are loosened.
Chen Shuo holds on to the last hope of the bloodline of the seven surnames, struggling in the despair of "relatives and friends turning into monsters"; Lin Xinxin looks through the diary left by her grandmother, only to find that the names of her family members automatically appear on the pages, suggesting that she will become the next container of the unbalanced; in the cold corridors, the dark abyss, and the airtight submarine, the two people's trust is torn apart by hallucinations time and time again, and in the pool of blood and roars, they use their remaining bonds to break the curse.
There are no omnipotent sci-fi weapons here, only the cold fear that is within reach - the void eclipse will spread along the body temperature, the whispers of the unbalanced can penetrate the sanity, and even each other's protection may become a fatal trap. When the street lights in Wanghai Town go out one by one, and when the purple light pillars of the abyss pierce the sea, they must make a choice between "killing their parasitic relatives and friends" or "being swallowed by terror". The end of this battle may just be the beginning of another darker reincarnation.
