From the time I was little, my hometown was always a strange place. Thick fog hung over it all year round, the townspeople were dull-witted, and they clung to this land with a kind of religious devotion, hating everyone who left.
I had already decided to leave my hometown for good, but when I went back for one last New Year this year, something strange set everything off.
First came a terrifying dream, then my friends' furtive plotting. Passersby, my parents... everyone grew stranger by the day.
All the tendrils led to the town's grand cultural hall, and the terrifying wall that the townspeople had worshipped as the mountain god for thousands of years.
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