[Infinite flow + Chinese-style horror + rule-based mysteries]
At two in the morning, the old theater on Changle Street began beating its gongs of its own accord.
The theater was packed with "guests." Every table had guests, and not one of them made a sound.
Chen Ye was invited inside with a ticket.
The person who sent it was his younger sister, who had been missing for three years.
The rules were printed on the back: Once you enter the theater, do not look back.
The final drum that night would be struck six times. If it sounded five times, the living could leave. When the sixth strike fell, the whole theater would rewind to midnight, and they would have to spend another night there from the beginning.
In thirty years, 114 living people had entered this theater.
Only eleven had walked out.
The words his sister left inside the play were only six characters long:
[Brother, I'm inside the picture frame]
