Grandpa is dead. Before he died, he left me a bronze key and a sentence: "The rules in the haunted house are your only way to survive."
I didn't take it seriously. Until that night, the first line of blood seeped out from the ceiling of the rental house——
[The first rule of the Haunted Mansion Sleep Tester: Don't look back before three o'clock in the morning.
I turned back.
A pair of pale hands were stretching out from the wall, less than three centimeters from the back of my neck.
Later I learned that this key was called "Nine Nether", and it could see the rules of strange things, and could also beat them violently.
Don't you devils like to make rules?
I broke your rules.
