She Knocked on My Door

At 3:33 AM, he is awakened every day by the same woman's voice. For ten years. The voice calls out a string of numbers, not his name, like some expired coordinates. Tonight, the voice comes from outside the door. A dark red light seeps through the crack. The doorknob slowly turns. Su Mo, 28, an ordinary software engineer in Qingcheng. Ten years ago, one night, his 'door' was awakened—the inner force that humans can never push open was forcibly activated in him. Not chosen by fate, not a system—he was selected as a key. That night, a woman fell into his arms, covered in blood, with glowing symbols embedded in her wrists. After branding the symbols into his skin, she said, 'Find the other two,' then dissipated in his arms—blood and all turned into light. He chased her name—Lu Chenzhou—into the dark world of the awakened, only to find she had been dead for ten years. For three years, the knocking—the voice behind the door came from someone already dead.