An Inescapable Shadow

This hand-cranked projector had originally just been meant as a party game to liven up the dull atmosphere of the banquet, but Yamazaki's death scene had turned the game into something far more unsettling.

He had been killed by a ghost in this city.

Though no one knew exactly when, judging by the timing, it should have been recent.

Yet what truly frightened everyone was not Yamazaki's death.

When the second man, Jinchuan, used the hand-cranked projector, his death scene was displayed as well. He too was dead, and the manner of his death was exactly the same as Yamazaki's. His corpse lay to one side, while his head had come off his neck and rolled nearby.

The only difference was that he had not died on the street, but in an izakaya. Ordinary people could be seen nearby, panicking as they fled.

But as the scene was about to end, everyone once again saw a person in leather shoes and suit trousers standing eerily in a corner of the izakaya. This time, that person did not move, remaining frozen in place for a long while.

"Jinchuan is dead too, and that ghost in leather shoes appeared near his corpse."

At that moment, everyone was stunned.

The same pair of leather shoes, the same suit trousers—this meant it was the same ghost. That ghost had killed Yamazaki, then Jinchuan. And the scene was bizarre: aside from the dead Jinchuan, no one else had died.

This ghost was clearly highly selective. It was not killing indiscriminately.

If that was really the case, it was terrifying.

The ghost seemed to have ignored its killing rules and started actively selecting targets.

"Impossible... Am I going to be killed by that thing too?" Jinchuan gritted his teeth, looking both humiliated and furious, though there