The thick fog trapped not only a village, but also twelve souls controlled by fate. Every night, someone dies silently in their bedroom; every day, someone is voted into exile in the conference room. The prophet glimpses not only the identity, but also the buried past; the werewolf becomes not only a killer, but also a prisoner of the cyclical game. The thick fog of Twelve Nights never dissipated. When the last person stood at the exit of the village, he discovered that the price of victory was to become a sacrifice in the next round of the game. "Twelve Nights Locked in the Fog", there is never a real winner in this werewolf killing.
