[Third person in the text, second person in the copy]
[Completed, short story.
Legend has it that when the crossroads are shrouded in fog, people can always hear faint sobbing. But those who entered the crossroads, without exception, did not come out alive - leaving only a blank piece of paper with their names written on it.
You are on your way home. However, when he looked up, he found that he had entered a foggy crossroads, with unfamiliar roads ahead and behind him.
Purpose: safety first
