📌 A bloodstained secret manual of paper-cutting, and an evil-spirit pact that has endured for a hundred years.
Lin Mo returns to his grandmother’s old house, sealed away for ten years, inheriting only a strange pair of rusty scissors and a roll of blank blood-red silk. On the first night, an icy wind rises, and the sound of paper being cut comes from upstairs. He opens the door to find scraps of red paper. The paper cuts depict him and a strange woman dying horribly. In the darkness stands a faceless shadow with scissors in hand, its mouth grinning from ear to ear…
📌 His childhood friends are dying one after another under bizarre circumstances, each corpse found beside a bloodstained paper doll.
Wang Shuo pounds on his door in the middle of the night, a “paper eye” stuck to the back of his neck, then screams and drops dead. A paper-cut smiley face appears inside Zhang Hao’s taxi, and his heart stops. Li Li’s reflection grins of its own accord, while her soul is slowly eaten away by scraps of paper…
The childhood game played by the five of them has become a curse that claims lives. With the blood moon approaching and the sacrifices lined up in order, Lin Mo realizes with a shock that he is the last one.
📌 A strange figure in black with a red umbrella keeps appearing to warn him, while visions of an ancient town surface in his mind.
His grandmother’s dying words reveal the truth: for generations, the Lin family has owed a blood debt to the “Paper Wraith.” To fulfill the pact and restore its paper lifespan, five souls must be offered in repayment.
The scissors reveal their markings after drinking blood; the silk scroll conjures images. As the paper spirits’ graveyard beneath the old house awakens, Lin Mo joins folklorist Liu Qingyi and ventures into Yuxiu Town to escape his deadly fate. But the entire town is made up of paper puppets. Every night, they carry a bridal sedan chair through the streets, and the living are nothing but food for the paper spirits.
📌 A race against death, the blood moon overhead, the Paper Wraith revived. Should Lin Mo destroy the cursed scissors and be done with it forever? Or take up the blade, enter the shrine, and sever a hundred years of karmic ties? In The Sinister Scissors, every snip severs a soul. Every sheet of paper claims a life.
