I slowly turned my head and neck in the direction of the sound, and with each turn, my heart beat faster. By the time my gaze fully met the owner of the arm on my shoulder, every pore on my back was enlarged with horror, and a chill leaked out. The heart fell straight from the chest cavity to the ground, and the strong feeling of being empty made the whole soul of the person lost.

It was the first person to wake up in the carriage, but his eyes were red, not from hangovers or exertion, but from the blood that had been gushing from his sockets after his eyeballs had burst and his arteries had been torn apart.

The words echoed in the empty carriage, and before I could digest them, I heard a "clang", this time from my right. The fat woman, who was pecking rice with the chickens on the train just now, was tilting her head and staring at me in a daze.

Her face was a dead man's blue-gray, and her lips were chapped and peeling, as if she had been soaked in water for three days and three nights. The stiff right arm gripped my clothes, and the bare fingers almost dug into my flesh. The left sleeve was empty, swaying as the train swayed. What had just fallen was the woman's yellow, fat, mutilated left hand.

I screamed, jumped out of my seat, and decided to leave the horrible carriage. What happened today, what happened in this train, I don't want to figure it out anymore, I just want to escape from here, from this cage-like horror subway.

Hurriedly pulling away the man's arm on his shoulder, I looked at the passage I had just walked on, which had suddenly changed from my nightmare to heaven, but before I could stabilize my gaze, I was dragged back to the ground by something wrapped under my feet.

"Mom, I hurt so much......" It was a little girl with two ponytails who grabbed my trouser legs. The flesh of the girl's whole body had cracked, the bright red muscle fibers were exposed in her open chest, and the small heart had long since stopped beating, shriveled and crumpled between the ribs, like a wilted persimmon.

The woman next to her, whom she called her mother, suddenly looked like a wax figure while sitting in the carriage. The head fell to the ground, and the facial muscles quickly began to melt, and finally the entire head was left with an empty head. And inside the bone-like skull, a bright red tongue is like a snake's letter. Licking and moving:

"Ate her...... Eat her soon...... You won't hurt if you eat her......"

The people who had been sleeping in the entire carriage woke up all at once, or rather, they were collectively defrauded of corpses. Their clothes were torn, their flesh and bones were broken, and their blood was drained, leaving only a strong smell of death. It was like an unstoppable haze that penetrated into every pore of my body.

Men, women, old people, and children all want to gnaw at my bones and eat my blood, as if they have been waiting for me for this rare meal for too long. Pair after pair of stumps and severed arms knocked me to the slightest thought of standing up, and the lights that had flickered due to poor contact made the light in the carriage flicker and darken, adding to the despair.

My view was completely blocked by the overwhelming stumps, and corpses were already gnawing at my body, the tearing pain nearly shattering my upper and lower teeth.

What the hell are they, will I be eaten by them, will I become as perverted and disgusting as they are? This is the ** of human beings, who are still reluctant to leave after death, even if only a soulless and disgusting body remains. But he is still obsessed with the most primitive and instinctive **.

Just as I almost gave up, my heart lying in the midst of the zombies, a hand suddenly reached out from above my head like a beam of light.

It's him! That strange man who has been following me behind my back!

Why did he risk his life to save me? Don't......

Isn't all the qiē he just did to remind me that I can't go near this carriage, so he's not some kind of scary phone caller, but someone who wants to save me from this horrible world! I finally realized that what I thought was a safe haven was actually the deep swamp that really wanted to pull me down to hell, and that I thought I had a strong fear in my heart. But it was the hands that really freed me from this swamp.

It must be like this!

I immediately grabbed the outstretched hand of the man in black, and the moment my neck was bitten, he dragged me out of the zombie pile.

It's a force of immense power that is simply irresistible. Or rather, my heart didn't want to resist at all. I followed the back of this strange man and fled like crazy to where I had just come, running and running. I couldn't make out the man's face, he still had his back to me, his long hair dangling back and forth as he ran. He was like a nested mystery, and I managed to get out of one of them. but fell into another one.

"Squeak!" There was a loud bang, and the trajectory of the train seemed to have hit some hard object, and the sound of metal rubbing against metal was sharp in the ears. Immediately afterward, the violent shaking repeated like a sieve as the train derailed. My crooked body would have collapsed without the support of the man in front of me. The zombies that were still chasing after them kept catching up at an astonishing speed, not giving people a chance to breathe.

We kept running forward, and this strange train seemed to have no end to it, and the repetition of the clean and white scene in front of me made my brain ache. I could only close my eyes and flee with him as if I was dying, and as soon as I stopped, I would fall into the hell I had just seen again.

Just when I was unprepared, the man in front of me suddenly stopped. With a strong tugging force from his hand, he jerked me from one carriage to another.

Almost a chain reaction, the carriage I was still stepping on just now shook violently a few times, and the sharp cracking sound between metal and metal filled my eardrums, and a burst of "ding-" tinnitus suddenly sounded in my brain, and it was blank.

The carriage behind him had no power, and the friction with the track gave birth to bright and dazzling sparks. Several corpses fell into orbit in weightlessness, and the human body suddenly rolled and bounced like a rubber ball a few times, ignited by sparks and emitted a strong smell of burnt meat. The carriage finally stopped, and with the grinning corpses, farther and farther away from me......

It's over......

I'm saved......

I gasped for air, the sweat on my head was cascading down like a waterfall, my legs were already weak, and if someone touched me lightly, I would be loose and broken like dominoes.

The man was still facing away from me and didn't speak.

I thought that I would be much calmer away from the terrifying atmosphere just now. But the carriage, which had returned to dead silence, was eerily quiet. If all I was thinking about just now was my illusion of despair, then I don't know who this man really is and what he wants to do.

"Thank you......" I said softly, trying to lighten up the eerie atmosphere in the carriage.

But it backfired, and my words of thanks reverberated through the empty train, and finally the voice completely changed its tone like a geist, and the twisting Nini bounced towards me, and I shivered coldly.

He still didn't respond, just stood still, as if nothing had happened just now, and everything he had just done was a nightmare for me.

"Smack!"

This sudden sound brought me back to my senses. He finally reacted, and the sound was the sound of his backpack falling to the ground.

He took the bag and took a few steps back.

Now that he's just a step away from me, if I look up now, I'll be able to see a strand of his hair. But I don't know why, I just didn't dare to look up, especially afraid to see his mysterious face that was about to turn.

His body shook a little, as if he had pressed the last switch of a machine that had not been used for many years. I was finally going to face this man's face, like facing my deepest fears.

But in the end, he didn't look back.

Because of his hand, he slowly raised it to the back of his head, brushed away the hair that was covering his eyes, and a blank head with no facial features suddenly appeared in front of me.

The gears in my head suddenly cracked, and my body had forgotten how to react to fear.

He was always facing me, and he had a face in the back of his head looking at me all the time, and I could see that my scalp was numb and I was sitting on pins and needles. And what scares me the most is that the eyes that make me desperately avoid not exist at all, or in every corner of my heart, when I am most afraid and lonely, secretly in the corner, looking at me like a predatory beast, doing nothing but keeping my empty eyes fixed.

"Wu Chao."

The face, which had no facial features, suddenly made a sound.

"I'm up."

"Come with me, come with me......!"

He pulled my clothes through and exerted more force than he had just pulled me out of the zombie pile. My mind could no longer keep up with the movements of my body, and almost subconsciously took off the jacket he was holding tightly, tore off the fingers that were buckled into the flesh, and jumped off the speeding subway screaming......

"Gurgle, cluck, cluck" a series of voices rang out from behind me, and he tore his face off, and it sounded so unreal, it wasn't a face at all, it was a mask, he was wearing a mask.

Wearing a mask.

And I didn't dare to look back. I was afraid that I would not be able to stand the scene behind me and pass out, I was afraid that I would be scared to death by him in the end, and I was afraid that this devil who had been hovering in my life like a ghost would devour my last thoughts. What the hell does he want to do, what does he want to take from me......

I lay on the cold railroad tracks and asked the last question I had ever asked on earth. (To be continued.) )