When I woke up, I found that everyone on the bus had fallen asleep at the same time!
The faceless figure at the front of the bus announced a set of bone-chilling rules:
“Survive. The last person left alive will receive ten billion.”
“But remember, avoid the white ghost at all costs... If it touches you, you die.”
In a fog-shrouded bathhouse, a female masseuse softly asks her guest, whose eyes are closed, “Would you like me to turn you over?”
In an abandoned village, the shrine's statue weeps tears of blood, while a bride in red wedding clothes giggles outside the window in the dead of night.
In the funeral home's makeup room, a cold corpse suddenly grabs his wrist. “That foundation... is too pale.”
Deep inside an abandoned prison, the warden's journal reveals a twisted truth. The lanterns on a ghostly street from the Republican era cast no shadows, only child ghosts bent on claiming lives.
And the white ghost...
It is always watching him in silence, at the end of the fog, reflected in mirrors, and in the corners of livestreams...
|| Warning: The rules it gives may be the greatest lie of all ||
What does victory really mean? The answer unfolds amid a fog of uncertainty...
Good looking, nervous! Stimulate! That's it!