Midnight. Hungry Ghost Festival. My roommates and I dreamed the same dream — a livestreamed murder, our dorm manager dead, a key pointing to Room 412. Ours. Then midnight hit for real, and the game began. I'm fighting through a nightmare gauntlet alongside three girls, ghosts closing in from every side. Then my memories unlock. And I see her — Liu Xu, carving warnings into her own skin, dying a thousand deaths across a thousand timelines so I could live through one. This isn't a game. It's the bill for her sacrifice — and I'm the one who has to pay it.
