"Kara, Evan, Hands, Haig, Dahl......."

On the platform of the tunnel, under the gaze of a dim light, Vilna named ten out of the twenty or so soldiers, "You follow me to the square station." ”

It was another hour after the wolf hour, and Werna, who had been busy all day, wanted to rest, but Villeri had not returned yet.

She questioned the patrol soldier at the station, and learned that Villeri had gone to the square station, and the cruel news struck her like a hammer in the skull, and she was stunned.

How could she not know what was in the square station. Why is she so disobedient? Verna rallied to the soldiers with a grimace and prayed that she wouldn't really be that stupid.

Daylight and radiation on the ground would kill her, unrealistic fool.

She knew that her sister was very interested in the ground, but she only took it for granted as a child's childhood dream, she didn't have any warning and hindrance, and let her sister go to a dangerous place, and now it has finally made a big mistake, and she is as stupid as her sister.

Blaming herself was to no avail, Verna collected her mood and commanded, "Your duty is to bring back my sister......."

"Verna, do you need help?" Another, a swarthy young man, came out of the darkness with an old-fashioned short rifle on his back, a weapon that could shoot dozens of bullets in just a few seconds.

Verna looked at the man with a sturdy leopard on her face, the man in front of her was the young son of a merchant, he had come with the caravan of the Hanting Alliance, this man who had always heard that he had always liked to hunt monsters would not go to a remote station for no reason, if he was not here for the matter of the aquarium, or he had other intentions.

Maybe he was the one who captured his sister, Verna resisted the thought of holding him up, and just jumped out a few words seriously, "Thank you for your kindness, but it's our own business." ”

Soon, another figure slowly emerged from the darkness, it was an even thinner young man, his eyes were deep gray-green, and there was a hint of cynicism on the corner of his mouth.

"Isn't your business our business, Station Master, why bother so much, an extra manpower won't help your sister more, or do you think our young new stalker can't help you?"

Verna was tempted to refuse, the young man was from Red Square, and they asked him to come here as a diplomat, in charge of the political dealings between Red Square and Grey River Station.

He was a bohemian man, and if the rumors were true, he was messing around with his two cousins, so his father sent him out so that the young diplomat would not get into a fight with his uncle.

He and the dark-skinned young man were also friends, and they would never want to help him for no reason. But her sister's disappearance worries her even more, and with the help of a stalker, they can do things easily.

"I will not refuse the necessary advice you will give in due course," Verna relented, after a long silence, "but I need someone who can follow my commands, and if you can't, I'm sorry." ”

"Whoever owns the turf is in charge." The diplomat on Red Square nodded disapprehantly.

They soon arrived at the Plaza Station. The ruins of this place stood still in the two-way passageway, separating the square station from the gray river station for 30 years.

"It's a dead end....... Haig concluded nervously, "Villeri didn't go this way." He was the eldest of them, and he let Verley out, and as her elder, he had always loved the lively Verley as if he were a daughter, because she had the shadow of his youth.

There were no other forks or smaller passages on the only passage unless she could get through the sewer pipe.

"Are you sure she's going down this path?" The swarthy young man walked around, he gently lifted a large stone slab that he was leaning on, and a few small cockroaches ran out of the smoke, but nothing else.

Verna's face was composed, she crouched on the ground and fumbled for it, when suddenly she noticed something.

"There are footprints here......"

She pointed to the shallow footprints, which were not much larger than the palm of an adult's hand, a small layer of dust had been pressed down, and there were still a few unclear lines on the shoe prints. These sets of messy footprints were scattered around the end, and there were some traces of new soil scraping.

"She must have been here not long ago."

"Who else but her?" The diplomat's frivolous voice sounded out inopportunely, "The little explorer of Grey River Station, I heard that she went through a tunnel to the aquarium alone when she was eight or nine years old, and she was suffocating brave. ”

He's laughing at my sister? Verna suppressed the resentment in her heart, "Look for it, see if there's anything else here." ”

Several people began to rummage through the pile of stones at the end of the tunnel.

"There's a passage here......." The swarthy stalker finally came into play, finding a hidden passage above the slope-like "stone wall", and he also found a few tattered fibers.

This was the clothes that Villeri had worn when she walked, and Verna felt dizzy as she climbed the slope and looked through the small passageway, which was narrow and crooked for only a minor child, and it was so deep and crowded that it was impossible to see where it led.

But she knew that only a wild girl like Verley would have the courage to go alone in such a place.

The diplomat on the other side let out a shriveled laugh with bad intentions, "Such a small place, I think only the station master can pass, why are you going to take this risk?" ”

The young stalker wants to stop his partner, but he doesn't know what to say.

Did he deliberately provoke me? Does Verna remember when she did something to provoke him that made him so malicious to herself, or did he have other intentions?

No matter what she thinks, at this moment she also understands that she is facing a life-and-death choice.

By abandoning the passage, her reputation will be damaged, and her sister's clues will be cut off.

If she chooses to move forward, she doesn't know what's ahead of her. Perhaps it is the passage to the ground, which is rumored to have been destroyed by a subway collision thirty years ago, and after thirty years of wind and rain, the probability that it will remain intact is not much different from the probability of humans returning to the ground.

And if this place really leads to the ground, she will face the scorching heat and radiation of the bright light on the ground, and the ubiquitous mutated monsters waiting for a fool to send them to the door.

She's now the stationmaster of Grey River Station, and she's not only facing her sister, but also the survivor of Grey River Station who is now in the midst of a storm, damn Willy, and she complains to herself, why did you dig such a big hole for me, and let me wipe your ass.

She gritted her teeth and said, "If I don't return by the end of this journey, go back." ”

"Stationmaster Verna, this won't work, we can choose someone with experience......."

"Who," she asked, "choose a girl my age to die?" Verna waved her hand, "I've made up my mind, Haig, if I can't come back, please ask my father to come back as the stationmaster temporarily." ”

Haig wanted to say something, but Verna was already putting on her gear, she pinned her gun, put on one of the hoods she had brought with her, and squeezed into the passage little by little.

The diplomat shrugged, as if he didn't pay any attention to the stationmaster's behavior, "There is indeed no mischief in the Venser family, stationmaster, I sincerely hope that you can return safely." ”

Haig glared angrily at the girl, the Venser girl struck a bunch of you like you, and he thought to himself that in the end he chose to swallow his anger and strode back, he had to tell the other stewards about this place.

.......

Vilna used her hands and feet in the passageway, she had never been so disgraced since she became the stationmaster, and she had not been so bruised.

She used to be curious about the outside world, but not anymore. She knew that radiation would make her sick, and that the sun would destroy her fragile eyes, and that she would never have been stupid enough to come to this place alone if it weren't for her sister.

She once suspected that there was no end here, and before reaching the other side, she even thought it was a dead end, and she was suddenly a little afraid, and once she was afraid, fear would easily tear the defense, she stopped, and looked at the narrow passage in the distance, she almost collapsed, but fortunately her sister gave her courage.

Verna climbed and climbed until a relatively wide exit came into view. Oh, she breathed a sigh of relief and sped forward with her hands and feet. It was a hall thousands of square meters, with a few incomplete pieces of marble remaining on the half-collapsed columns. The stop sign is long gone, and there is only one store that doesn't know what to sell, but this store is also full of dust.

She struggled to get out of the tunnel, and even with hazmat clothing, she found that her exposed skin was covered with countless red marks, like the marks of a whip.

Wilna wiped the dust and sweat from her face, and she searched everywhere, but there was no one except for a few empty vine ropes hanging from the wall, and a staircase.

Undoubtedly, this stairway is the only way to the upper floors, and probably the only one. Verna found that almost all possible exits were jammed with falling stones, except for the road.

Walking this path, she is likely to step into the ground, the place of her dreams. She had long understood that in this world, there was only one living hell above the tunnel.

Everything that looks beautiful on the surface of the earth, such as the stars of the night, the light of the sun, the deep blue ocean, and the mountains that stretch across them, all have deadly toxins with them.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but complain about her sister, why she was always so disobedient, why she had a soft spot for this most dangerous place.

She had to continue climbing upwards and scrutinizing for clues, noticing many recent scratches, as well as stepping marks from her sister, and more scratches.

She had been here before, and Verna pursed her pale lips, exhausted.

No sooner had she crossed the stairs than she noticed more stairs in front of her. One stone broke the beam, and soon more stones forced her to take a detour.

Why hasn't it arrived yet? Vilna cursed her damned sister in frustration, and then climbed even harder.

Finally, she saw a glimmer of light.......

Above the passage, the light was so abrupt that Verna immediately noticed its presence.

She had never seen such a soft light, in the subway, the light that had accompanied her for many years was mostly the haggard light emitted from the old light bulb, old and thin, and this light, young and vibrant, it was like a slender finger scratching her heart.

This is probably the light from the ground, the light of the sun and the stars. Werna suddenly had a longing, for the first time she had such a strong thought that she should go up and see, not only for her sister, but also for herself.

She firmly grasped a ladder that had been tilted due to the collapse, and the rock collapsed in an instant, and she immediately clasped the other side, and the light was close in front of her, and Verna found that her eyes were a little sour, even with anti-glare glasses, she still felt a trace of discomfort, this light was a little strange, and it was clear that it was not a big problem from a distance.

Verna pondered gloomily about the light.

It stands to reason that now is the time of the owl after the wolf hour, and the ground should be in the middle of the night, so why is there a light here? Verna stopped climbing, she thought about it for a long time, but she couldn't think of a reason.

She had to keep climbing, and just in case, she put on her old sunglasses again. Taking advantage of the gap in the rock, she contracted the muscles in her legs, kicked her calves, and finally climbed up.

Not far from her, where she had not touched, was a world of countless white rays of light, which seemed to her to come from the hottest fire, nay, the fire in the depths of the subway was not as bright as a hundredth of its brightness.

Verna subconsciously covered her eyes, but soon she realized her mistake. In the shadows, this light doesn't seem to burn people's eyes much.......

It was just a simple light, it had no other purpose, it was just lighting up the world in her eyes.

Verna forgets the warning from the young stalker, "Don't be deceived by the light.......

She had forgotten everything, just wanted to grasp the light.

Her fingers were the first to touch the ray of light and heat, as if a gentle silk thread was wrapped around her hand, not even her father's hand was so warm. Soon, more threads reached for her.

She leaped upward, and countless lights instantly enveloped her. They suddenly burrowed into Vilna's pupils, like thousands of silver needles inserted into them.

She finally remembered the young stalker's warning, but it was too late. Countless rays of light scorched her eyes like white flames. Verna let out a scream of pain as she stumbled back, only to tripped over a collapsed iron chair.

She finally remembered that when she was an owl now, there should have been no daylight on the ground, and this light was not at all like daylight, it was whiter, more dazzling, more condensed, like a fierce silver-white blade, straight into her eyes.

Verna struggled to her feet, gathering all her strength and striding forward, she struck an angular stone, and her knee was bruised.

Verna fell to the ground, completely forgetting everything, forgetting her blue knees, forgetting the heart-rending bone pain, forgetting her missing sister, who was only tormented by the sharp pain in her eyes and knees.

After a long struggle, she was caught in a broken marble, unable to balance herself any longer, and she fell down the staircase, and the darkness consumed everything she had.

.......