Late at night.

On a highway a few miles from the town of Hopo, an orange school bus is returning to the town with a group of high school students who have been out and about, and they have only now approached the town after being delayed by a large traffic jam on the highway.

There were twenty or thirty students sitting in the carriage, all listless and tired, and they had long since lost the elated and energetic appearance when they went out in the morning.

The driver of the school bus was a female driver, she had just taken a breath, and suddenly felt that the body was crooked, and hurriedly held on to the steering wheel and stepped on the brakes.

There was a shrill scream from the tires rubbing against the ground, and the sleepy students in the carriage were staggered and screamed by the emergency brakes, and when the bus came to a stop, the students looked at each other and were at a loss.

The two male teachers sitting behind the driver's seat looked at each other by the handle, neither of them could figure out why the school bus braked so suddenly.

The female driver hooked the gear to the lock gear and turned her head to curse.

"Oh! Damn it! ”

"What's going on?"

A black teacher asked.

"I don't know."

The female driver shook her head and pressed the button to open the door, "I guess I ran a nail." ”

Another white teacher quickly stood up and shouted to the students who were lying behind them looking around the window:

"Hey, everybody, sit down, it's nothing, it's just that the tires are faulty."

The female driver and the black teacher stepped off the school bus with a flashlight.

Walking to the rear wheel, the female driver took a flashlight and shone it, frowned, and scolded:

"Son of a bitch! What's going on? ”

She crouched down, only to see that the tire had been torn and that something resembling a shuriken was pierced into it.

The black teacher also crouched beside her, holding a flashlight, and flicked the tire with his hand, revealing a puzzled look.

The female driver looked at him and asked:

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"I don't know."

The black teacher shook his head.

The female driver sighed, carefully pulled the shuriken off the tire, and the two held up the flashlight to take a closer look, which turned out to be a shuriken made of fangs.

The female driver took the shuriken in her hand and looked at it carefully, and asked again:

"What the hell is this?"

"This ......"

The black teacher pointed to the edge of the shuriken, "Whatever it is, it looks sharp, you should know how thick the tires are, this thing is like flying in at the speed of a bullet." ”

The female driver nodded, turned the shuriken over, and suddenly she shuddered, only to see a human tooth inlaid in the center of the other side of the shuriken.

"Oh my God!"

The black teacher hurriedly backed away, "This damn thing has a tooth in it. ”

For a while, the two of them took a deep breath at the same time, could it be that someone deliberately shot this thing on the school bus?

"What should I do?"

The black teacher looked around in panic.

The female driver looked at him equally nervously, licked her lips, and asked:

"Will you change your tires?"

The black teacher shook his head and said helplessly:

"We need an auto mechanic ......"

"You can't even fix cars!"

"Aren't you and won't?!"

The female driver glanced at the black teacher speechlessly, turned around and walked to the door of the school bus, and kicked on the school bus, she grabbed the walkie-talkie and began to contact the rescue company.

The black teacher carefully pinched the shuriken and walked onto the school bus, handed the shuriken to the white teacher, and whispered about the situation outside the school bus.

The white teacher took the shuriken and looked at it, shook his head, and said:

"It's not ivory, it's more like it's made from other kinds of bones."

"Who cares what it's made of!"

The black teacher said with a worried face, "Do you think someone will deliberately attack us?" ”

"I'll go down and have a look."

The white teacher took the flashlight and stepped off the school bus, and the students watched the teacher get off the bus and followed, standing next to the school bus they looked left and right, and there were corn fields on both sides of the road, quietly, and there was no sound.

The female driver and the black teacher hurriedly got out of the car and shouted to them:

"Get in the car, don't stop outside."

Suddenly, there was a scream from behind the car, the voice of a white teacher.

Everyone looked at the car, and with a snap, the flashlight fell from the sky, smashed on the ground and rolled to the side of the road, and the white teacher who was holding the flashlight just now disappeared.

A few bold boys walked behind the school bus.

"Teacher!?"

"Teacher? What happened to you? ”

They looked up, and the sky was so dark and dreary that they couldn't even see the moonlight.

"What the hell is going on?"

A boy said in a trembling voice.

"Where's the teacher?"

The female driver came over with a flashlight and shouted the name of the white teacher, but the white teacher did not respond.

She turned around, swallowed her saliva, and said to the black teacher in a trance:

"Everybody get in the car, tell them all to get in the car, and lock the door! Call the police! ”

The black teacher nodded hurriedly and beckoned the students back to the school bus, while the female driver held up a flashlight to look for the white teacher who had disappeared.

……

Rorschach drove out of Hobo alone in a police car, and Jessica was left behind in Hobo to take care of the Tsz siblings, with seven or eight police cars and a S.H.I.E.L.D. Chevrolet SUV behind him.

The mobile phone was thrown on the dashboard by him, but he didn't expect that Dead Skin could fly quickly after being shot so many times, and now it has flown out of the tracking range of the "Hunter's Mark", and Rorschach only knows a general direction.

Such a situation made Rorschach a little anxious. He glanced at the mobile phone screen on the dashboard, picked up the walkie-talkie and said:

"We've got to speed up."

After saying that, Rorschach stepped on the accelerator hard, the engine let out a roar, and the police car suddenly picked up speed.

Gradually, the mark of dead skin appeared on the phone screen again, and Rorschach picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted:

"Dead skin should be nearby, ready to fire at any moment."

"Roger, Sergeant."

Phil's voice came over the radio.

Rorschach narrowed his eyes and stared ahead, his performance must have aroused Phil's suspicions, Phil should have guessed that he had some kind of "ability", but he saw through it and didn't say anything, and didn't choose to go with him in a police car, it seems that he deliberately kept a certain distance from him, pretending not to know anything.

That's fine, Rorschach was still thinking about how he would explain the "ability" if the other party asked, but since Phil didn't mention it, of course he wouldn't be stupid enough to tell the other party that he had the "ability", so he would keep this tacit understanding until he killed the dead skin.

Gradually, getting closer and closer to the map marker, Rorschach looked up and saw what appeared to be a yellow school bus parked on the road in the distance.

"Damn it!"

Rorschach pressed his feet, the accelerator was stepped on by him to the bottom, the police car paused, then picked up speed again, a push back sensation hit, and he saw the yellow school bus getting closer and closer.

And in the sky, the dead skin flapped its wings, hovering in the air, clutching the white teacher in his hands, and was constantly gnawing, and blood dripped down the white teacher's body.