Everything was out of whack, and every eight weeks, I would be trapped in a different space, escaping with different people. People who die on August will seem to disappear out of thin air, completely having nothing to do with this world. There are only a small number of people in this horrific world on Monday, and I am slowly exploring the truth while escaping. (The male protagonist is sickly)
He approached me step by step, with the corners of his mouth raised and his eyes firm, "Sister, I will take you out." He looked clean and beautiful, but in fact he was completely dark inside. I know it, but no matter what, I can never get rid of him.
Motto: Don't believe what strangers say