I record them, so they exist.
The world is not only what you see.
In the gaps in the city, in the deserted temples in the countryside, and in the penultimate carriage of the first subway train in the morning, there are some things that "should not exist".
They are not ghosts, gods, or monsters.
They have a more accurate name - Strange Stories.
This "History of Strange Stories from the Other Side" is a "file of strange stories" that I, as a recorder, pieced together bit by bit over time.
I am not responsible for salvaging, sealing, or saving.
I just watch and write it down.
——"The Peony Pavilion" is performed automatically every midnight on an abandoned stage in the south of the Yangtze River. The protagonist is an actor who can never take off his facial makeup;
——Deep in an abandoned church in the northwest Gobi, there is an "angel" tied with iron chains. Its prayers can turn people into pillars of salt;
——The convenience store that is "open late at night" in every city, the cashier is always looking for a non-existent change;
——And the young man who called himself "Investigator Shiraishi". He thought he was containing anomalies, but he didn't realize that he was the most dangerous "anomaly".
I won't tell him.
I just turned to the next page and kept writing.
If you open this book, you will become one of the recorders.
Don't be afraid, it won't hurt you.
It just wants to be remembered.
