In the dark sky, clouds like cotton wool piled up on each other.

It was like a twisted smile, looking proudly at what was happening on the railroad track.

finally……

The train stopped.

The scattered sparks disappeared at this moment.

The echoes produced by the twisted sound of steel still seemed to echo under this dark sky, but they gradually became lighter and farther away, and were quietly swallowed by the darkness...

Two drivers on the train got out of the car in fear. More staff members poked their heads out of the windows on both sides of the front of the car and looked ahead.

The railwayman now patted his hat and stood up.

But... my feet are still a little weak.

The railwayman and the driver looked at each other.

There was no words, just looking at each other so simply.

Afterwards, they both withdrew their gaze, looked at the car that had been knocked out of shape, and walked slowly over.

"You... are you okay?"

Perhaps it is to be brave.

The railwayman shouted softly.

The three of them tiptoed to the twisted Mahua sedan, carefully reached out and touched the car door that had been smashed like paper scraps.

With a clang, the car door fell down.

As the car door fell down, there were many toys inside that were smashed into pieces.

The cracked fluffy toys, the pistols and machine guns that boys like, various playing cards and racing models, a whole stack of colorful balloons, and many anime figures that have been smashed into pieces, piled up in a car.

Then, the twisted "thing" inside had no shape, mixed with a lot of red liquid, mixed with white bones that pierced out of the body, and such a "monster" that burst out from the body without knowing what it was. In this way, it was completely...

Presented to everyone.

It seemed that until this moment, the smell of blood rushed into the noses of the three railway workers.

It seems that until now, this twisted thing has stimulated their brain nerves.

Their faces were pale, and they stared blankly at the rotten meat inside, and even forgot what they should do now.

But soon, a gentle "Kara" sound from the car completely recovered their brain nerves.

It was a small figure with a figure that looked a bit old. Compared with other figures in the car, the shape looked a bit old-fashioned and even a little faded.

This is a girl with two green ponytails, in boots, mini skirt, and sleeveless suit. She holds a very old-style microphone model in her hand and seems to be singing.

But I don’t know if it was a coincidence or a certain agreement in fate…

The blood dripped from the body that was stirred into a pool of meat paste just dripped on the doll's hair.

The bright red liquid slowly slid down the doll's face...

Slide past the corner of her slightly raised mouth and stroked...
Chapter completed!