Chapters

Jiang Yuxin stood frozen at the doorway, the room’s stench and filth clawing at her senses. Her mysophobia screamed to […]

The café discussion ended swiftly once the studio’s address surfaced. Jiang Yuxin stood first, striding for the door without a

Chen Dongyang shot up, urgency etched on his face. “We have to stop this now! Call the police, alert the

The café booth felt colder, the air conditioning’s hum underscoring the tension. Sunlight filtered through the windows, casting jagged shadows

The air in Nanjiang City hung heavy with dread, despite Sunday’s promise of rest. Chen Dongyang’s phone buzzed relentlessly with

The café’s silence lingered, heavy and sour. Chen Dongyang barely registered leaving with Jiang Yuxin. His mind churned—Yin Xiran’s suppressed

The café booth felt cold, the air conditioning dialed too low. Sunlight streamed through the windows, casting dappled shadows on

The rooftop wind was sharp, flinging dust and debris into their faces. Jiang Yuxin stared where the “angel” vanished, the

The holy aria filled the sky, the deformed angel hovering, its grotesque white mass writhing, eyeballs blinking erratically. Its slug-like

Jiang Yuxin turned toward the tallest, most dilapidated administrative building, her steps resolute. Yin Qingle glanced at her phone—no new