Dislocated World

The day Chen Mo saw a shadow in the developer that shouldn't exist, the sutures of the entire city began to loosen. Some people count the third eye in the mirror, some people find that they are always turning their heads secretly in the mobile phone album, and Aunt Zhang is sure that she has seen the shoe repair stall that has been moved away long ago, just like she is sure that she has seen Chen Mo, who has never smoked, standing at the scene of the fall with a cigarette between his arms. "Don't believe what's not in the shadow" - the first rule when the strange text message came, the shadow of the cloud was floating upside down in the sky. When the walls of Fu'an Street peeled off and healed repeatedly, when the light bulbs in the stairwells illuminated more floors when they went out, when all the clocks moved an extra second at midnight - Chen Mo finally realized that it was not the world that was wrong, but "they" that were correcting us. Those forgotten memories, tampered realities, and calls for help hidden in the cracks of the rules are desperately trying to get back to the world through misplaced reflections, rewinding sounds, and repeated house numbers. And his shadow has long since learned to run in the opposite direction when he turns around.