When the cold system sound penetrates the thick fog, people with different identities are thrown into the rusty copy of death, and the endless cycle of nightmares begins——
The mute woman in red will swallow up the fog of memory and forever linger in the depths of the dungeon. Every step she takes steps on the boundary between life and death, and the price of passing the level may be to sacrifice her kind...
When the rules of the dungeon are nested layer by layer, the truth of the shadows and cycles gradually emerges. Above the dungeon is the fatal danger that we jointly resist; in the desperate situation, there is a tacit understanding of supporting each other. Every second of the countercurrent of the hourglass is torture: Under the underlying rules of "must sacrifice", can they tear apart the eternal night, or become the next Prowler?
Purpose: Life is a long road and things can change only in an instant, so cherish the present moment.