[Actually, I don't know if this is a horror novel] - Preface
A person's life is in a small house enclosed on all sides.
Ever since I woke up, I have stayed in this place, a small, clean, white place with no windows on all sides and only one door as the only passage to the outside world.
I seemed to have forgotten everything, and my mind was empty, like an empty matryoshka doll. Lonely and at a loss.
I heard others say that my name is Su Mo.
I heard others say that this is a mental sanatorium.
I heard others say that I am a mental patient.
I heard others say that my hands are stained with other people's blood.
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When an unfamiliar person appears, you obviously don't recognize it, so you start to notice it.
My world seems to have collapsed.
Conception: