Horror, It's Just My Daily Life

My name is Qin Huaiming, an ordinary student. If I have to say there is something extraordinary, it is probably that I can always notice the details that others ignore - the direction of the cracks on the wall, the depth of the footprints on the ground, and the vague smell in the air. This ability made me seem a bit weird in school, but it was just a little habit I used to stave off boredom until the world got really weird. There are two dimensions in this world. The outside world is the daily life we ​​live in. The sun is shining brightly, the traffic is busy, and it is ordinary and reassuring. The other world - that terrifying realm hidden in parallel time and space - is completely different. There are all kinds of small worlds there, each of which is a carefully designed weird puzzle. The ghosts will not actively hunt you, but if you trigger their rules and fail to solve the puzzles they leave behind, death will follow you. The survivors will gain some of the ghost's abilities, but more will remain in those dark corners forever. The corridor was empty that day, and the red door suddenly appeared at the end, with a black word on the door, like a silent sentence. I know I can't escape, and I've seen too many interviews and reports online - once the red door appears, it will pull you into another world, whether you push it open or not. From that day on, horror was no longer a scene in movies, but became my daily life.