The beginnings of a path to survival

"Someone was knocking, and Mom told me to answer the door.

When I opened it, I saw someone who didn't exist standing there.

There—where was there?

Who was outside the door...?"

Ash covered his head, and thick fog began to rise.

For the first time, Shao Yong'an heard that mysterious, chilling poem with his own ears.

It came from Nong Yueke, yet it was spoken by a dead employee.

Peering through layers of fog, he brushed aside the ash blocking his view and stared into Deng Yiwen's numb, terrifying eyes.

A chill rose from the depths of his heart, as though a demon's claws were scraping their nails against it.

For some reason, the moment Shao Yong'an saw Deng Yiwen's corpse, he felt an uncanny sense of déjà vu.

It was as though he had witnessed this same scene several times before, and it had been branded deep into his soul.

"Listen carefully, look carefully, think carefully..."

A woman's voice lingered beside his ear, as light as the night breeze, with the same faint chill.

Shao Yong'an jerked his head around, but saw only an expanse of white fog.

How did Deng Yiwen die?

That question kept circling through his mind, even though he could never find a precise answer.

But the seed of suspicion had already been planted.

She had only been on the mission for an hour, and she spent most of that time on the road.

According to Li Yi's theory, Thought Proximity Supernatural causes death.

But why did she have to die in front of 444 Diaoying Road, instead of on the way?

Shao Yong'an no longer had the energy to ponder the eerie feeling surrounding him. Death had struck so close that he had no choice but to start considering the origins of the paths