At midnight, the entire city receives a new death rule.
Can't look in the mirror for too long, can't answer the knock on the door, can't say my name on the subway.
Those who violate the rules will be alienated on the spot or disappear directly.
I originally just wanted to survive with my sister.
Until that day, I saw "tomorrow" in the mirror.
I can see the cost of the next rule in advance.
The price is that I lose a little bit of my emotions as a human being.
When the authorities, plutocrats, and cults all came to the door at the same time, I realized that it was never a disaster that blocked the city.
It's a screening.
