The Ghost Gate, in a word, was “chaos.”
Broadly speaking, it could be divided into the tangled paths, like spaghetti, and the space around them.
As they sped along the paths like a monorail, the scenery around them was dizzying, to say the least.
Two ghosts played chess upside down in midair.
A ghost caught the liquor spilling from their cups and drank it.
A ghost ran sideways.
A ghost had made its home in a space shaped like a regular dodecahedron….
One unusual sight was the red-eyed ghosts crowding around the Ghost Gate.
When Yeom Saha opened the Ghost Gate, countless ghosts tried to reach it, creating a bizarre spectacle.
As if being pushed back by something, they never managed to reach the door...
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