On a rainy night, a freelance writer was trapped in a barren mountain in silence and accidentally entered an old house from the Republic of China that had been dusty for a long time.
The moment he opened the door, he saw that the entire wall of the hall was covered with portraits - all the faces of the previous owners of the house. And the brand new photo at the bottom is clearly of himself.
The door slammed shut behind him, and a voice sounded in the darkness: "Welcome home, the 37th owner."
This is a house that eats people. Thirty-six masters, all thirty-six people died unexpectedly. Some people went crazy, some hung themselves, some fell into dry wells that had been filled in long ago, and some suffocated themselves to death. Every person who dies will become a portrait on the wall and remain in this house forever.
Silence wanted to escape, but found that he was trapped in a strange loop - every time he opened the door, the door was not the way he came from, but another corner of the house. What's even more frightening is that he starts to meet "people" in the house: the strange man who died here three days ago, the seven or eight-year-old boy in the portrait on the wall...
The child said: "Finally someone plays with me."
The man said, "You stepped into the rain. You saw me."
The portraits on the wall are becoming more like living people day by day - they laugh, cry, and crawl out of the picture frames late at night.
Silence gradually discovered that this house was no ordinary haunted house. It's a trap, an altar, a portal to somewhere. And underneath that old well that was filled in, lies the source of all the secrets in the sixteen years of the Republic of China——
Why is there no review for such a good work?