I woke up in sticky red water surrounded by crazy people.
The man in suit was pulling his tie, the boy in school uniform was picking out stones, and the girl in hospital gown was crying.
They spoke Hunan, Hubei, and Xi'an dialects, forming an airtight web.
Someone told me: "Who remembers who they are when they get here? It's better to forget about being clean."
I looked up and saw a huge fox eye hanging in the dark sky.
It's bleeding.
The blood fell into the red water and became the rain here.
"Rule number one, the gods forbid smiling."
The cold voice strangled my throat, but in that eye, I saw my own burning Nine Tails.
It turns out I'm not human.
It turns out this isn't the first time I've died.
It turns out that I came here to take revenge on God.
# Mysterysuspense #amnesia stalk #group portrait #myth and legend #dark fantasy
Concept: Resistance is a game played by gods, while madness is the only escape