The Nonsense Mystery

The Nonsense Mystery

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When a person who already senses death to an abnormal degree brushes her hand against the reaper's scythe reaching for her own head and missing by a hair's width. They will find that death has a way of haunting and taunting her, even if it was not with her own demise. Compromising between the living and dead, the balance is hard to find. Huang An Ni trembled feverishly, every night the dead found ways to send her their desperate cries for help. Moaning about their frightening ways of death, crying for revenge, pleading for her to save them. The deities which despised fate's plans for her would send her the future, for the dead were desperate for her eyes, but the deities loved her entirety. Offering her protection, warmth, and visions. Carrying the burden of their love, Huang An Ni must survive life in the big city, where a series of murders begin taking place dangerously close to herself. For the dead were not the only ones hunting her...
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"It took me five seconds to fall. The impact on my chest jarring my body but not my mind. I suppose this is the point where your life is supposed to flash before your eyes as time itself freezes - and it did in a way. But I didn't relive my life physically like walking through an old memory, déjà vu in each step. It was a feeling, something that started in my chest and spread to my fingertips, one so unique to me that it encapsulated each significant event into one single second." For as long as May can remember one mystery has haunted her world. A dirty window before her, the grim obstructing her vision, she has lived with a loss she can't identify - that is until one rainy night. Gradually the spots of dirt May scratched at for so long wipe away with the touch of a finger. But when she looks in will she like what she sees - or will curiosity kill the cat?

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