To earn money for school fees, we jumped into wild puddles in forbidden areas of the village. When the carrion wrapped in water plants turned over, I looked into its empty eyes. My partners died tragically one after another, and my skin began to transform into a corpse, and there was always a cold gasp on my back - it turns out that the dead water ghost will mark those who look at it, and I am becoming the next one.
Not bad, looks good
Too much nonsense