The Eighth Gate of the Underworld

Women leave tokens to bind hearts; female ghosts leave tokens to bind lives. In my youthful ignorance, I accepted a pair of stockings, and that led to my grandfather's gruesome death on his wedding night! Later, I became an occultist who earns his living dealing with yin and yang, specializing in the strangest cases! Flesh Taibai, corpses clinging to boats, fetuses nurtured into evil spirits, grave soil mixed into meals, mirror shadows tugging at feet, human faces appearing in lamps, souls nailed down and lives exchanged, wooden effigies buried as human sacrifices, shadow puppets paired with bones, babies hung from main beams, spirits torn apart and corpses sprouting hair... One bizarre incident after another draws me step by step into forbidden places where the living should never tread. But in the end, no matter how sinister a thing may be, nothing is more sinister than the human heart!