At 4:44 in the morning, Ji Qianlan was woken up by an unknown call. She subconsciously hung up the phone and planned to go back to sleep. Unexpectedly, the call persisted, which aroused her anger to get up.
The phone was connected, and a sinister voice said like a repeater: No. 27, Tonghua Road.
I was still thinking about whether it was a prank played by one of my friends in the middle of the night, when suddenly there was a black door in front of the bed.
A big hand stretched out from inside the door and grabbed Ji Qianlan in with irresistible force.
After standing firm and taking a look, I saw No. 27 Tonghua Road in front of me...
Concept: Infinite flow, twelve worlds
