The long-distance steam train runs from Port Prietz, south of Rune, to the northern continental inland sea city of Inter-Maritime County for a day and night, if there is no need to stop at night.

As the orange-red afterglow draws out of the silk threads on the windowpane, the trees, hills, and fields wrapped in the shallow shadows gradually melt into thick and thin thick and thin thick and thick clusters.

"Mom, look, it's foggy."

Sitting across from Crane is a family of three, who are said to have gone to visit their grandparents in Makai County, and although it is not known how this love affair across the small half of the continent happened, it does not prevent them from crossing the mountains to meet their relatives.

Crane also followed the little boy's words to look out of the window, the surging mist seemed to be a monster that had been lurking in the night, when the sun fell asleep, when the night dress up and lifted the curtain, the mist poured out, and the window was soon covered with a gray lake on the glass.

Too fast, isn't it......

Crane silently pulled out a gold coin, ready to stretch it out in an inconspicuous position.

"Was there such a passenger notice here?"

The young father on the other side stared suspiciously at the writing on the white paper plastered on the wall of the car next to the car window.

"This train has excellent performance and can run normally in all kinds of sudden bad weather, if you find extreme weather such as fog, heavy rain and strong winds outside the train, but the train still does not stop, please don't worry, this is a normal situation."

"Please keep your ticket safe, if you lose it, we will not be able to identify you, we will only provide safety for passengers."

"If the train stops at a station that is not the end of your ticket, please do not get off, it is just an illusion caused by your tired journey, and we will give priority to the interests of passengers, and we will continue to drive to get passengers to their destination as soon as possible without stopping."

"Our conductors wear blue uniforms, if you see a conductor with a red uniform, please don't talk to them."

"We will provide a variety of drinks for a fee, including beer, coffee, black tea, milk, cocoa, juice, etc., but we do not provide a purple raspberry juice."

……

"What is this? I've been on this train many times, and I've never seen any passengers, what is the railroad company doing?"

A middle-aged fat businessman sitting next to Crane shouted.

What else could it be!

Crane looked at the gold coin with the reverse face up, speechless.

"Uncle, can you do magic?"

The little boy on the other side apparently didn't care about what the passengers needed, and he stared curiously at his uncle, who was not a man of many words, and was surprised that he could make the gold coins roll nimbly at his fingertips.

Crane hesitated for a moment, as he remembered the rule, "Please don't talk to a passenger around you when you're not sure if he has a ticket."

So, did this little boy buy a ticket at all?

But these thoughts only circled around in his mind for a while, and Crane spoke, "Do you have any magic tricks you want to see?"

The reason why he replied was that instead of letting this kid who had more words than Anderson be idle and expanding the range of targets for talking, it would be better to perform a few magic tricks for him himself to attract his attention.

It was evident that they were not the only ones who noticed the strange writing on the walls of the carriage, and there was a cacophony of clusters in the carriage, but strangely enough, the other part of the people were silent, and even more silent, as if they had not seen anything unreasonable.

"This passenger note is interesting, is this to set the mood for the Wraith-Spirit-themed ball? Not to mention, it's quite atmospheric."

A male passenger spoke with a smile, not very loudly, and was quite polite and gentlemanly to share his opinion with the people around him.

Before his smile could reach its fullest, he saw something coming out of the passenger on the other side with his suddenly wide eyes.

When he turned his head slowly, the person by the window was also slowly turning his upper body, like a twisted piece of paper, pale and blue skin, sunken eye sockets, and contoured face

Like the lines of a child's pen, one moment it is the appearance of the peer who chatted with him all the way, and then suddenly bulges into a thin shape, as if the person's soul is trying to get out of the body.

He stood up and jumped down the aisle.

"Sir, do you need any help?"

A conductor approached him briskly and asked with concern.

He grabbed the conductor's arm and said eagerly, "That'...... What's that? I see ......."

When he saw the brownish-red vest with faint stains, the second half of the sentence that he didn't have time to spit out choked him suddenly.

"What do you see?"

The conductor's voice was slower and softer.

The man turned his head sideways, and the conductor's smile was like a mask on his face, and when he spoke, not a single line on his face moved.

"Are you uncomfortable? I'll take you to the infirmary for a check-up."

The red vest conductor clutched the man's arm, and the man was dragged away without saying a word, disappearing silently all the way to the next door of the carriage.

The few people opposite the man who was dragged away didn't dare to come out, and they didn't even dare to look at the red vest conductor more, because they felt that the paper man opposite had been staring at them.

"Gentlemen, would you like some drinks?"

I don't know how long this stalemate lasts, but a middle-aged woman's broad voice appeared in the carriage.

"Ladies, I have milk and juice here, too."

Half-human-high three-story shelves were slowly pushed down the aisle, and behind them was a fat woman in a wide blue uniform.

As if the spring breeze was warming, several passengers covered in cold sweat suddenly felt light, and their gloomy eyes disappeared in an instant.

The passenger who had twisted his body strangely sat in his seat as if nothing had happened, and there was nothing out of the ordinary.

When the dining car passed by, the young man, who was so frightened that his teeth chattered, but did not dare to make any movement, suddenly stopped the fat woman.

"What do you want to say, sir?"

The fat woman looked at the passenger who stopped her and didn't know what she was talking about.

The young man looked at the man who couldn't see anything unusual at all a few times, and only looked at him with an inexplicable expression, and then he mustered up his courage and whispered, "I saw a ghost just now."

As if triggering some strange mechanism, the fat woman said enthusiastically, "If you feel tired from the journey, I suggest you warm up with a cup of hot cocoa."

A sentence suddenly appeared in the young man's mind, and he quickly took out his wallet.

"If you see something weird, don't make a noise, don't let anyone or anyone find out about your anomaly, you can ask the conductor for help, or you can have a hot cocoa."

When a large cup of hot cocoa entered his stomach from his mouth, the young man let out a warm "ha" and fell asleep comfortably in his seat.