Chapter Two: The Whole City Shuts Up

Lin Mo decided to test it. It was a stupid decision, but fear had a way of cornering people inside logic. If he could prove last night was a coincidence, then the wall, the photograph, and the ghost approval could all be handed over to a psychiatrist. During lunch, he locked himself in a restroom stall and posted: “The orange cat downstairs will wear a red bow tie today.” He had chosen something harmless, specific, and too trivial for anyone to care about. One minute later, an image appeared. The orange cat sat outside the convenience store wearing an enormous red bow tie. Fine print at the bottom read: Current distribution 0.7%. Estimated effect in 23:58:12.