There is such a legend in this city.
A girl who walks in a deserted alley illuminated by moonlight at midnight will have a part of her body taken away.
No one knows who the murderer is, and no one knows who the next victim will be.
Maybe when the clock strikes midnight, you will find someone following you behind you...
She will gently open the corners of her mouth after your voice, revealing a sweet and cruel smile...
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