Supernatural horrors have erupted across the world, and rules are everywhere. Lights out means silence; no turning around, no looking in mirrors. Others hold out until they break down, but I deliberately break every rule one by one. When a ghost comes knocking, I tell it to cry. When a forbidden zone opens, I treat it like a park. The whole world is fighting to survive, but I’m the only one turning the tables and milking the ghosts for all they’re worth.
