A long time ago, there was an epidemic area. There were ten people in it, and the protagonist was the tenth person.
One night, she slept lightly. Suddenly a gust of wind blew in. She woke up and turned around to see a scene she would never forget in her life: a man wearing a black cloak and exuding corpse odor came in and walked to the first person's bedside. He leaned down, and after a while, he got up and left.
The woman did not dare to get up, and the next morning everyone found the first person dead.
At first, the woman was just a little scared. But then the second man died too. She began to send letters to her fiancé continuously, and finally, on the 9th day, she walked out of the epidemic area.
In this way, she spent 10 days peacefully. On the night of the 10th day, the fiancé was not there and the woman was at home alone. The man came again, and the next morning, the woman was dead...
Many years later, a girl heard this story. That night, she and her friends were playing Hyakumonogatari in their room. It was the girl's turn. The girl told the story and walked into the next room, blew out a candle, looked in the mirror, and she smiled. A pale hand touched the girl's face, and the owner of the hand said, "How do you tell your story?"
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