On the dressing table, the burning red candle swayed gently in the gusts of night wind. The moonlight shines brightly, and through the window, you can see the endless graveyard behind the house. Dark hair covered half of his face. The handsome face in the mirror began to twist and deform little by little, with pupils overflowing with blood and cracked skin... The shrill howl tore the night apart alive. This was not the first time such a thing had happened, but who dared to stop it?
Remember, don't go out at night or you'll never get back in! ! ! !