My grandfather was brutally murdered, leaving behind half a copper plate that led me into a deadly tomb on Yin Mountain.
Bones paved the passageways, resentful shadows took the shapes of people I knew, and a black coffin kept knocking day and night.
I thought I was exploring tombs in search of treasure, but instead I stumbled upon a thousand-year-old secret:
The coffin held no corpse, but a sealed bride of the underworld.
My grandfather touched her once and was cursed. Now the curse threatens his descendants.
The tomb collapsed, the coffin broke, and the ghost escaped.
The curse is crawling over my heart. This time, no one is getting out alive.
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