Weird Tales of Rules: the Place of Reverse Phase

On the night of the typhoon, everyone evacuated, and only three of us stayed in the dormitory. Zero o'clock falls, the city disappears, and the day becomes useless. We fall into the land of reverses. Here the rules are reversed, true and false are interchanged, and day and night are reversed. The acquaintance outside the door is a ghost, the self in the mirror is fake, and the companions around you may not be human. The scariest thing is not the monster hunting—— It's because I can't cast a shadow, and my personality is splitting bit by bit. Lantern heads guard the corridors, fake people pretend to be acquaintances and hunt them, and all those who stay are alienated. There is only one iron rule for customs clearance: The exit only accepts a complete person. Countless reincarnations of dead ends, tragic deaths again and again. Until I found out: All the monsters, all the lies, all the regrets in this topsy-turvy world... It's all the "me" that once died.