404 Alibi

[Healing horror novel] Zhou Yan was reborn, but rebirth was not a gift, but a curse. He returned to his birthday in 2026, only to find that no one remembered him. Sun Hao couldn't see him, Zhou Muxia couldn't hear him, the company couldn't find him, the ID card was useless, and he became a ghost forgotten by everyone. Then he found a gray door. Behind the door is another street, foggy, gas lamps, and a man who calls himself Sherlock Holmes. Holmes told him that every knife he took corresponded to a corpse, and the direction of the knife edge exactly matched his own hand. Every day he received a newspaper from under the doormat with a new deceased person printed on it, with neat abdominal incisions and minimal bleeding. He couldn't remember where he went last night, only that he woke up with a knife in his hand that didn't belong to him. And the girl he loves has become the Alice in his novel. He wrote himself into a fairy tale, becoming a mathematics teacher named Lewis Carroll, chasing her back through the corridors of Oxford, leaving blank pages for her between pages because once he was done, she would never need him again. The door lock of Room 404 is getting loose. Gray figures are crawling out of all death lines and squeezing into reality. And he had been sitting in front of the desk for so long that he couldn't tell whether he was the writer looking for an exit in the fairy tale or the ghost crawling back from the cracks. He was walking to the door. After pushing it open, he didn't know which world or himself he would face.