Rules Sanatorium

Lin Wan, who was heavily in debt, fled into a remote mountain sanatorium, thinking that he had found a refuge, but instead he got a book of rules soaked in fresh blood-the rules were absurd and deadly: ignore the underground stairs; patients must flee immediately if they ask for "red pills"; even more terrifying is the fourth rule: check your name on your work badge every day. If it disappears, immediately lock yourself into darkness and never come out before dawn! She scoffed until— The door of the vacant ward 302 slid open silently in front of me, and the smell of rotten flesh whispered: "The weight of the work badge... Is reducing..." The name on the employee's badge was strange and vague, and he disappeared the next day. The old patient held her tightly: "They are waiting for pills in the basement! Run!" What's even more terrifying is that the rules started to apply to her! The cold type squirmed, bleeds, and was tampered with before her eyes. New scarlet handwriting appeared such as the verdict: "You are now a patient in Ward 302." Caregiver? Patient? Lin Wan's identity is being swallowed by this living building. You won't die if you break the rules - you just become the new rules themselves, and you'll be trapped there forever. When the name of the work license disappears like an hourglass, she must bet her soul: Is it to light the furnace, exchange one's own ashes for the peace of the world but forget everything? Or take control of the pen of rules, transform into an inhuman jailer, and gain the power to fall into a prison forever? Welcome to the hell of rules - the only thing that can break through the darkness here is your name being erased by the rules.