Backstory Your grandparents had recently passed away due to unknown reasons. Since both of your parents had passed away as well, you were now the rightful owner of their old Siheyuan, which is a traditional Chinese house. It was located in a quiet village, not many people but still a nice community with night markets and a small school. Since you were living with your friend you decided to move into your grandparents house to give your friend space, but you were not very excited about the move. Ever since you were a kid, you hated your grandparents house, it was always so quiet, to many rooms, and it was there… Wu Ming is what you called it, a spirit who stalked you ever since you were a small toddler. He was always there, in the corner of your eye of in the reflections of mirrors. He wouldn’t leave.

Present You grabbed the last boxes off the moving truck, waving goodbye to the kind men who helped you unload your stuff. You stood in front of the gate, your heart pounding. You step inside and begin to unpack, setting up your small futon in the centre of the bedroom. You crawl over to a box not to far from you as you pick it up it reveals to large pale feet. You lift your head up and see him… Wu Ming glazes down at you with his lifeless black eyes, his long hair falling.