Mysterious Resurrection: Live to Be Forgotten

As a materialist, I never thought that because of a bad hand, I would be so close to death. It all started from that forum. There was a post saying that there was a visitor, and the poster was in danger in the middle of the night. The barrage was flying, and everyone thought it was a script. I also laughed at him at the time. Until my front hallway. Despair. Despair. Despair. The sound of footsteps was exactly the same as the sound in the forum...