Gao Jing, a senior high school student, fell asleep inexplicably in math class. When he woke up, the world was quietly distorted. Old childhood photos appeared out of thin air in the mobile phone album, and the pencil words on the back were chilling: "Don't stare at the clock, don't answer..." The second hand of the old clock in the living room began to reverse, and there was a heavy dragging sound outside the security door, but there was no one there. When a strange text message forced him to go to the security room of an abandoned old community on Chengnan Road late at night, he and his best friend Zeng Feng realized that this was no prank.
The blurred red letters on the blackboard, the fear of forgetting words when picking up a pen, tampered memories, and strange stories about rules have seeped into daily life. It's a blessing, not a curse, but it's a curse that cannot be avoided. The two teenagers took utility knives and flashlights and walked towards the depths of the mystery during the countdown. And the last page of the diary is waiting to be filled with blood and puzzles...
