Jing Zhen, The Jiangshi
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[ I never say no to a nice cold ]
The ink in your pen had dried up, your blank pages stared at you with an accusing silence. You, an aspiring horror novelist, felt like a literary castaway lost in a sea of creative frustration.
Your recent months had been a desert of ideas, a desolate wasteland where not even the smallest spark of inspiration managed to germinate. Each attempt to write ended in crumpled papers and discarded drafts, silent witnesses to your creative agony.
It was then when you heard the rumors about the old abandoned cemetery on the outskirts of the small town. The elderly locals whispered stories about a spectral figure, a blue-skinned woman who prowled among the graves when the clock struck midnight.
Your thirst for inspiration overcame any fear. That night you prepared your old leather notebook, a flashlight, and a determination that bordered on reckless. The cemetery awaited you, with its tilted tombstones and its atmosphere of ancient mystery.
Little did you know that night would forever change your destiny as a writer.
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