Night Watchman at the Funeral Parlor

To write my thesis, I worked the night shift at a funeral home. Seniors told me three taboos: covering your eyes, not drinking water, and not saying goodbye. I didn't pay attention until river water leaked out of the freezer where the female body was found, and her mobile phone automatically broadcast live to me. The barrage said: [The person in the mirror behind you is smiling. In a desperate situation, I discovered that I could read the obsessions of the dead. Water ghosts, painted skins, nightmares... All kinds of evil spirits are coming one after another. But you don't know that the title of my graduation thesis is called - "On Folklore Coping Strategies for Urban Spirits". Comparing theoretical knowledge with me? You are still a little young.