〈Second-hand Wardrobe〉(Part 2) 1111 Job Bank's 'FamilyMart E-Gift Card for Goodies' Event

The fingernail was pale and bluish, trimmed to an extreme point, and dug tightly into the edge of the dark brown cypress wood door seam. Lin Yu froze on the edge of the bed, his sleepiness instantly evaporating into icy fear. "Creeeak—" The wardrobe door, in the dead silence with no one around, slowly swung open more than halfway from the inside. Moonlight filtered through the thin gauze of the curtains, perfectly illuminating the full-length mirror embedded in the door panel. But the reflection in the mirror sent a suffocating wave through Lin Yu's chest. The mirror didn't reflect Lin Yu's bedroom, nor his bed. Deep within the mirror was a viscous, inky blackness, and in the center of that darkness hung an entire row of densely packed clothes. These weren't the shirts Lin Yu had bought, but a collection of funeral shrouds and old cloth robes stained with dark brown watermarks. Between the hems of those tattered garments, pairs of bare, swollen, and rotten feet dangled in the air like dried meat, swaying slightly in the breeze. "Rustle... rustle..." The scratching sound came again. This time, Lin Yu saw it clearly. The sleeve of a grey trench coat hanging at the very front suddenly became plump. A dry, branch-like grey hand emerged from the cuff, slowly reaching towards the edge of the mirror. On the mirror's surface, circles of wet, glistening palm prints then appeared. https://mgm.1111.com.tw/?eventCode=member-refresh&referralCode=50573796