Dawn.
The light of dawn has not yet arrived, and the afterglow of the setting sun has long faded into darkness.
In the misty city, churches hidden in shadows, blood vessels clinging to the cracks in the walls, gnawing sounds in the sewers, whispering shadows...
The lantern bearer walks forward.
I wasn't supposed to be born into this world.
All five senses were lost, all limbs were gone, and he was just a living ball of flesh, destined to survive only a few days.
Bai Yanliang, male, 23 years old, unmarried.
The assessment determined that the patient's condition had improved and their mood was stable, thus meeting the discharge criteria.
I was discharged from the hospital today.
Within a limited but efficient space, construct a suffocating atmosphere of terror; design a gradually escalating and fast-paced horror event; create an isolated protagonist that readers can empathize with; create a source of terror that defies perception and is full of unknown threats; and leave a sufficiently cold and unsettling aftertaste after the climax.