Tales of the End of the Century

In the winter of 1997, Bai Ye, an apprentice at an antique shop, pried open a military leather suitcase and saw something he shouldn't have—a distorted face screaming silently at him. His female neighbor called it "Candlelight Mirror." The ability to read residual information from objects was both a gift and a problem. And trouble indeed came. They brought news: on the night of the millennium, someone was planning a big heist. "What's it like to experience the end of the world?" "Pretty tiring. And I have to go to work the next day." —An ordinary young man's involuntary adventure.