At midnight on a torrential rainstorm, the takeaway bell rang suddenly. When you open the door, the rider outside is wearing blue work clothes that have been washed white. In the shadow under the hood, something seems to be shaking gently with his breathing. You thought it was just an ordinary late-night delivery, but you didn't know that what this box of takeout delivered was not a filling meal, but the terror that had been waiting for you for a long time.
