Trapped in the morgue 735 times, I watched helplessly as the corpse on the autopsy table grew a blood-sacrifice talisman and opened its eyes to smile at me.
Three years ago, my grandfather died on this very autopsy table.
The police ruled it a suicide, but the autopsy report was crystal clear: every nerve in his body had died. He couldn't even move a finger.
Even stranger, time stopped on that day.
No matter how I tried to escape, whether by burning the body, smashing the windows, or anything else, the moment three in the morning arrived, I would return to the starting point, gripping this cold autopsy knife.
I thought I'd be trapped in this hell forever.
Until the 735th loop.
The prophecy came true to the minute: a second victim appeared at the abandoned waterworks south of the city.
On his phone was a photo from three years ago. In it, the man who had died only today stood behind my grandfather.
And the newly arrived policewoman, Xiaoyueliang, stood beneath the light with nothing at her feet.
She had been without a shadow ever since she arrived.
A blood-sacrifice ritual held once every sixty years. Seven people born with pure yin constitutions had already been chosen.
The dead were climbing back out of the cemetery, and the server for a mysterious online forum was buried beneath a gravestone.
I am the seventh sacrifice, and the only one who knows the truth.
Tonight, at midnight, at the Shen family’s old residence.
The blood sacrifice begins. No latecomers.
There is no trace of the new policewoman. The suspense is really high. What is going on? So curious about the follow-up!
My scalp was really numb when I watched it, the despair of the protagonist was so realistic!