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At midnight on the street, a black bus without a driver appeared out of thin air, its lights flashing like will-o'-the-wisps, collecting the cursed souls one by one. With no destination and no way home, the bus finally drove into a black space of nothingness. It was deathly silent, with only an iron door soaked in blood standing in the center. The smell of rust and blood was intertwined, exuding a suffocating malice in the darkness. Wang Dong and the other abductees soon discovered that they had become prisoners of space - every seven days, the Blood Gate would be forcibly opened, throwing them into bizarre and terrifying worlds: ancient houses hiding destructive shadows, strange villages with cycle of death, and sinister underground palaces full of mechanisms... Every mission was a gambling game of nine deaths. If you are not careful, you will become a ration for aliens, or be swallowed by endless fear. He once saw his distorted reflection in the mirror of the deserted house, searched for a glimmer of life among the corpses in the deserted village, and struggled to survive amid the whispers of curses. Everyone around him fell one by one, but the taciturn and nimble girl Su Wan always fought side by side with him, becoming the only glimmer of light for each other in the darkness. When Wang Dong climbed back from the edge of hell after dozens of horrific trials, thinking that he would finally reveal the truth about the "curse", he discovered that all the fear and death were just a false coat. Behind that bloody door, there is no eternal curse at all, only a secret that subverts cognition. "It's late at night, friend." A low whisper came from the darkness, "The blood door hasn't opened yet, why not sit down and warm yourself by the fire, and listen to me slowly - this space is actually for you...