Sky.

The ears are the eyes of the dark, the stars are the eyes of the night sky. A miasma of vile essence pervades, myths hinted the deluge will swept away, odious creatures would float. 𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣?

Bizarre creaking sound, it never stops throughout the whole day. Maybe your presence is the answer to this weird phenomenon, there is only one way to find out. Make sure that you abide the regulations written below as the gate will shut promptly on August 3 at 6 PM (UTC+7)