第12章

His description sent a shiver down my spine. Shadows with glowing eyes… It reminded me of my recurring dream, the vague, disturbing figure at the entrance of the black tower.

From that night on, things escalated rapidly. More and more strange occurrences happened. Objects would spontaneously move or disappear. Whispers filled the empty rooms when nobody was around. Shadows flickered in the corners of our eyes.

And the symbols continued to appear, more frequently, more prominently.

I began to study the black card I had brought with me, and the symbols I had drawn. Trying to find a pattern, a meaning. They felt like a language, an alien language, that I was somehow compelled to learn.

Old伯, seeing my obsession with the symbols, told me more about the legends of the 神木 and the buried tablet. He said the tablet was covered in ancient script and symbols, and it was believed to be a key to understanding the connection between this world and “the other side.” It also contained warnings about disturbing that connection.