My grandfather crawled out of the grave on his own that night.
He sat on the imperial chair in the main room, eating the cold rice on the table one bite at a time. People in the village say that there is no way to get in or out of Juehu Village, and my father is no exception. In order to find him, I must learn to "walk in the shadows" - go to the river market where countless lonely ghosts roam. My childhood sweetheart's cousin gently advised me to leave, but the clues behind it all pointed to her. When she cried and asked me whether I would protect a group of ignorant villagers who were forcing good people to death, or whether I would work with her to overthrow everything and create a just new world, I finally understood that the most terrifying thing in the world has never been ghosts.
[Suspense + Rural Weird Tales + Folklore and Weird Stories + Strange Anecdotes] Every river here has a coffin buried in it; and every coffin has a monstrous secret locked inside.
