When people of different identities gather in this ancient house
Who are the accomplices? Who is the mastermind? Who's in? Who else is out?
The fugitives on the rainy night entered heaven or hell?
Light never has more than one color, darkness never exists in more than one place
We are the players, we are the storytellers
We are innocent and we are guilty
We have malice, we have compassion
Malice never needs to be buried, but compassion never appears.
Who will write the final outcome?
Who will bring about their own destruction?
Who else has reached the same destination with whom?
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