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The weirdness is coming... After I was forcibly pulled into the infinite weird dungeon, everyone was sticking to the rules, for fear that one wrong step would lead to their souls being shattered. You are not allowed to talk to the red raincoat, you are not allowed to give up your seat to the elderly, and you are not allowed to look at the reflection in the car window for more than three seconds... Violation will result in death. But they don't know that the rules themselves are traps. And I can see things that others can't see - the red cracks in all the rules, the only way out of all the traps. Midnight buses, ghost weddings in red, lights out in evil schools, morgue rules, paper figurines in mountain villages... Each time, more and more terrifying ghost stories are coming, teammates will betray, ghosts will hunt, only reason and breaking the situation can keep me alive. Others desperately follow the rules. I specialize in breaking rules. Rules can't kill me? That dead thing is weird.