[Supernatural + Livestreaming + Yin-Yang Eyes + Chilling on Reflection + Play the pig to eat the tiger]
My name is Lu Mingchuan, and I used to be a popular paranormal livestreamer.
To pay for my sister's medical bills, I went to livestream the ruins of Qinghe No. 3 Hospital. Blood seeped through the walls, and shadows appeared. The viewers said it was special effects, but I really saw them.
From that night on, my eyes changed. A gray haze ringed my pupils, letting me see the things hidden in the shadows. And every time I saw something, pain stabbed through my brain.
Someone tipped me through the livestream and left a message: “Do your eyes hurt? You get used to it if you keep looking.”
Someone warned me: “The fragments are the key, your eyes are the keyhole. Whoever opens the door will be seen by what's on the other side.”
Two years ago, I was the youngest prodigy adjudicator in the Bureau of Anomaly Investigations. One mission got me dismissed, my fiancée disappeared, and my sister came down with a strange illness.
Now I finally know: that mission wasn't an accident. It was a trap.
And my eyes are the key to setting it off.
To look, or not to look?
Only when the pain reaches its peak can you see the truth.
