I looked up at Erin silently, her long black trench coat wrapped around her thin figure, and she raised her hand to brush the hair on the left cheek behind her ear, the white studs reflecting the light. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info She stood a few steps away from the back door of the car, the miserable white light stretched her shadow, cast on the blood-colored glass, in the cab, faintly two figures swayed, and from time to time the blood splashed on the glass, dripping quietly down the cold glass.

The zombie Sid was nailed to the carriage, his hands clasped to the ground, making a screeching sound.

Erin lowered her eyes and frowned as she looked at the black coffin beside her.

"I didn't expect it to be a ......"

"Hearse." I interrupted her neatly, stepped over Sid's blood on the tin sheet, walked to the left side of the coffin, and leaned down to pick up the white letterhead. The moment the iron rod pierced Sid's throat, the splatters of blood stained the corners of the letter, and the rough texture of the letterpaper came from my fingertips, and my eyes lingered on the few short lines of handwriting, and my heart was mixed, and I silently folded it and put it in the pocket of my coat.

…… letter, I received it.

I turned slightly to the side and looked silently at Sid, the zombie who was coughing up blood.

The punishment of the new game began......

Who is the sacrifice in this round?

I subconsciously touched my neck, and I didn't feel the burning pain before, which made me feel a little calmer. Quietly raising my eyes, my gaze fell on the female doctor beside me. She had her back to the carriage door, and the light brushed her silhouette, stinging my eyes slightly.

Noticing my gaze, Erin looked up.

“…… What's wrong? ”

Inexplicably, her voice sounded a little more guarded.

I glanced at her right foot, which had stepped back a little, and smiled gratefully.

"Thank you for saving me."

Erin blinked, and I saw her left hand slowly grappling the cross necklace on her chest, her expression slightly solemn, as if she was completing some prayer ritual.

"No thanks, it's God's voice that guides me to meet you."

Oh, God...... ?

I lowered my head slightly, looking at the hem of Irene's black trench coat stained with some dew.

If he exists, how will he redeem his followers......

My eyes darkened, and I looked up at Erin calmly.

"I want to do something, I hope you don't mind."

She was stunned.

Without waiting for her to react, I leaned forward and grabbed her wrist with my left hand, pressed her neck with my right hand, and pressed her upper body heavily on the black coffin with a "bang", without giving her time to react, I pulled down the collar of her trench coat with my left hand, and the warm neck was instantly stained with the coldness of the air, and I pinched her chin and checked it carefully.

No......

I narrowed my eyes slightly.

Erin couldn't react, but the next second instinctively wanted to resist, I let go of my hands in time and took a step back.

"Hey little girl, why are you so uneducated?!" Erin stood up with the coffin and stared at me, gritting her teeth and burning with anger in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, just wanted to make sure you're a sacrifice......" I calmly walked towards the exit of the hearse.

If neither I nor she are sacrifices......

"Gera-" I pushed my arms open the rusty back door of the carriage, the clammy air rushed to my face in an instant, the earthy wind blew the hair of my sideburns, a little cold, I pouted and jumped out of the carriage, "plop" the ground, my shoes stepped on the slightly wet dirt, I silently stepped over a little weed

I noticed that the hearse was now parked haphazardly on the side of the small asphalt road, and around the black body, I saw the cab that had been deformed by hitting the trunk of the tree.

It turned out that the sharp turn and braking were due to the zombies......

The driver hurriedly hit the steering wheel to dodge, but hit a tree, and the next moment the zombie crawled into the cab......

Stopping, I stood outside the door on the right side of the cab, silently looking up at the blood-glittering glass.

In my ears, I heard the sound of shoes stepping on the dirt, and Erin found me standing by the car door.

"Discovery?" Her voice was stoic.

She's probably still angry at my revenge.

I glanced at Erin, who was walking in a trench coat, but didn't answer her, and my eyes fell back on the cab window.

Erin walked over to me and stood still, her gaze following my gaze to the yellowed glass window.

Blood, dark blood, seeped through the glass little by little, sticky and sliding, dripping onto the dark door, gradually connecting the dots into a line, seeping more and more.

The air outside was damp and cold, and the wind that was chilling to the bones blew across his cheeks.

I squinted my eyes slightly as I looked at the blood that was oozing out.

appeared......

Beside her, Erin held her breath.

In a moment, the blood spots finally slowly merged into blood characters on the glass.

【Grave Tombs】

Very good......

In this game, I am not a sacrifice.

I looked at the blood in silence.

The location of the terminating end appeared.

Neither Irene, nor I, was the first to break the chill frozen in the air.

Through the glass with blood letters, a blood-colored cab, I vaguely saw the mutated zombie woman lower her head, bite through the driver's stomach, pull out the large and small intestines, I watched it tear the soft internal organs with both hands, crooked its neck to bite the sticky intestines, gnawed and devoured it with great pleasure, and the thick blood dripped down her fingertips on her chest.

My stomach churned, and I bit my lower lip slightly, looking at the blood words on the glass, and I was in a trance for a moment.

Gray ......

Isn't it, where have you ever seen this name?

An inexplicable sense of familiarity, but wrapped in a strong uneasiness, like a vine, slowly creeps up to my heart.

I lowered my head, stared at the weeds on the ground, and fell into deep thought.

"Now...... What are you going to do? In the middle of the night, Erin, who was beside her, broke the silence.

I turned my face slightly to look at Irene, her hands clasped around her chest, tightly wrapped in a black trench coat, stepping on the wet earth, the air with a bit of mist that could not be dissolved, she bit her lower lip slightly, her face was a little pale.

I paused for a few seconds, looking at the dark hearse.

“…… I now know why I'm in the hearse. ”

Erin frowned suspiciously.

I turned sideways and raised my eyes, and Erin followed my line of sight to the mist-shrouded hill behind me.

The overgrown hillside is quiet, and the gray stone monuments stand quietly in the middle of the mountainside, and there are dwarf plants planted next to each stone monument, and the cold and gloomy stone monuments are like a pair of eyes, staring at us at the foot of the mountain.

Erin took a slight step back.

My face was gloomy.

“…… This is a cemetery. ”