The subway was running smoothly, it was already the last train very late, and the carriage was empty, with only a single figure. Very skinny girl.

The girl's thin body was enveloped by a wide coat, the first button of the collar of the white shirt was not buttoned, and the tie with the same plaid pattern as the plaid bag around her waist was also loosely tied, and the slightly exposed collarbone further proved her thinness. A patch of sickly white skin was left under the dark gray ultra-shorts, and the black stockings hid more of the whiteness, submerging the slender into the small brown leather boots.

The girl who has to pay attention, with a light blue hairband hanging low at the back of the neck and a pair of clear and innocent light blue eyes, will attract most of the eyes, the delicate face has no expression, the whole person is cold like a doll.

She was holding a long cloth bag in her hand, not knowing what it contained.

The last train, the girl, these two elements add up to conjure up horror urban legends, like pink heels and non-existent twenty-one carriages...... But these are unbelievable rumors, just a little bit of talk that people make life less boring.

In the empty carriage, you can only hear the sound of the subway running, as if the silence of the night has been put here. The girl was standing, and she looked like she was going to fall when the car swayed, but she stood steadily in front of the subway door.

There was no movement during the whole process, and if it weren't for the blinking, it might really make people think she was a puppet.

The girl lowered her head slightly, and her bangs covered a large shadow on her face.

The subway is fast, taking about two minutes to reach one station. The girl didn't know how long she had been on the bus, but she had to get off at the next stop, which was the final stop, where the last train could go.

Time slipped away little by little in the silence, and the light gradually appeared outside the window, blurring the figure of the girl above.

“…… When the station arrives, please ......,...... Meaning the gap under the foot ......"

There was a subway announcement in my ears, like a wounded bird, flying incoherently in the air, but the door in front of the girl did not open for a long time.

Everything was very quiet, the girl was not surprised, she raised her head and looked at the scene outside, the subway station was very cold light, but there was no real feeling of being in human society.

She knows.

When you're in the dark, even if you can see the neon flashes in front of you, it feels like it's another world. The lights of that area never sleep, and it doesn't have much to do with anyone, even if someone dies, it just disappears lonely and silently, sinking in the dark, and no one sees you at all.

When you die, you have already changed.

The greatest horror in the world has never been anything bloody, heavy-mouthed, perverted, and that stuff can only be considered thrilling at best.

The three things that humans fear most are death, darkness, and loneliness. People have always longed for immortality, but in fact, they are only afraid that death is an eternal state, they can't hear anything, they can't see anything, even if they are afraid, crying, asking for help in that darkness, trying desperately to get rid of it, but it is just to no avail, this is a nightmare that can never wake up.

In fact...... I can't even struggle, I can only experience the loneliness in despair, especially in this era.

"Click, click"

It was as if something was tightening on the subway car, rubbing a tooth-sore sound, and the glass suddenly cracked a small gap. Obviously, there is no one, there is no thing, and there is no flying sand and rocks in this subway station, but the good glass is broken by itself.

The girl grasped the things in her hand uneasily, and even after facing it many times, she couldn't help but be scared and nervous.

What she will face is something called an evil spirit, a cursed defilement of the souls of living beings, turning death into an eternal existence.

The sound became sharper and sharper, and with that sound, cracks appeared in the glass one after another, as if there were countless sharp iron objects constantly beating outside, trying to break the glass and break into the carriage.

The girl's breathing was a little rapid, and her heart was beating louder than the constant cracking sound. As if to race, the voice became louder and faster, and the heartbeat was about to explode, and the huge fireball that exploded directly in the head was full of struggles and shouts.

The cracks in the glass grew exponentially, rapidly obscuring the outside, both light and dark.

Suddenly, the voice stopped abruptly, and the heartbeat seemed to calm down. Slowly, blood seeped from the cracks, and the red memory picture flashed in front of her eyes, making the girl a little confused.

Is it the color of burning, or the color of killing?

Everything was gray, except for the bright red, which was particularly dazzling, and it was raining in the sky, but it did not dilute the dazzling red in the slightest.

The shadow of the terrifying waning moon buries the girl's past together.

It was supposed to be an ordinary summer, and it was supposed to be a fun time with the friends in the orphanage. But, very suddenly, it just happened. A distorted black shadow manipulated the girl's body and destroyed the orphanage she had grown up in.

A thin girl of fourteen years old can't imagine what kind of strength she can use to tear a person apart alive. When the blood poured on her, she had forgotten her grief, her mind was blank, her eyes were blood-red, and the evil figure manipulated her and killed all the people in the orphanage.

When the dean's usually amiable face was also shattered with blood, her heart became hollow, she was like a mad beast, and the madness of destroying her own existence made her tear apart the black shadow, which was the first evil spirit she slew.

From that moment on, she had slain herself, and she only existed to slay evil spirits.

The girl did not believe in the gods, nor did she believe in the gods, and once she foolishly prayed in this godless world, and in the end tragedy happened to her.

She will not forgive the world! Evil spirits will not be forgiven! Not to mention not, forgive yourself!

The girl's eyes flashed with an emotion called hatred, so strong that it was stared at tightly, and it made people chill in their hearts, it was a murderous aura that could not be melted.

The glass shattered, and in an instant the wind poured in, and the thick ink-like blackness squeezed towards the girl's place. An uncomfortably distorted gloom covered everything, shattered windows outside, creeping in other colors.

Pale with bloodshot and countless branches, which are the spine of a human being. From the outside, it looks like the root system of a tree, and something like a centipede or a snake binds the subway firmly. The spines were sharpened to resemble the claws of a ghost.

Countless vertebrae finally stretched together, and in front of the girl, an upside-down, pale face!