"Welcome to Yingka Manor, a dream game, mottled love."
The black cat jumped onto the large round rusty bronze lacquer plate. The cat's paws were stained with muddy spots. He lifted it up and rubbed his face, dyeing the only white hair on the tip of his nose into rusty brown.
It's watching the chaos.
The steak with red blood on the white porcelain plate, the silvery knives and forks scattered on the carpet, the blood stains in the garden, the stagnant clock in the bedroom...
The man in the coffin slowly opened his eyes and saw the strange Yingka.
She smiled at him.
"I want to kiss you on the lips."
When evil comes, the full moon appears again.
A murder case in the Middle Ages.
Intention: Full moon and flowers blooming at night.
