That's not to say that this car is exactly the same as the one before it.
Lin Sanjiu looked down at the newspaper stuffed in the gap of the green leather chair, feeling a little confused.
Without reaching out to take it out, she knew what was written on the newspaper ball—the handwriting faintly revealed on the back of the paper was no different from what she remembered.
If there was anything different, it would be that the newspaper was a lot more wrinkled than last time - she had rubbed it.
One day later, she got on the same tram again.
Knowing this, Lin Sanjiu's mind was still confused.
...Because this means that after she got off the car, someone came up again and stuffed the paper ball that she had crumpled and thrown carelessly into the gap of the chair again.
It doesn't seem to be a coincidence that I got into the same car again...
She thought about it in a fog for a while, and finally gave up - all she could do now was to protect herself as much as possible instead of trying to decipher it.
This time, Lin Sanjiu decided to do something different.
Having protected herself from strange-looking things twice in a row, she was almost certain that it was much safer on the train than outside; this was probably why one girl wrote "Don't get off the train" - as for the other ones, they had completely different meanings.
There could be many explanations for the opposite characters, and they might not even be written by the same person. Lin Sanjiu decided not to think about it for the time being.
She suppressed the strange feeling of repulsion in her heart, stepped on the green leather chair, stretched out her arms, and slapped the sunny doll on the roof of the car.
The sunny doll immediately stuck to it and slowly swayed in the air as the train moved forward - Lin Sanjiu looked at it for a while and sat in a seat in front of it with satisfaction.
——This time she said she had no intention of getting off the car.
I just looked at the route sign, and the next stop at Zhulinshan Scenic Area Station is the Cat Provincial Hospital. Although the word "cat" seems a bit cute, but with the hospital in a place where ghost stories are popular, I would not want to get off the car.
Take a look.
Moreover, Lin Sanjiu had thought about it. When the train arrived at the station and the door opened, instead of waiting here in fear, she might as well go to the cab and take a look...
Huh?
She straightened her back stiffly.
...It was pitch black outside the train window. I didn’t know if it was a tunnel or the dark outside world. Although the fluorescent lamp inside the train was unstable, it was still bright. In such an environment, Lin Sanjiu’s own reflection was reflected in the
It can be said to be crystal clear on the car window.
When there is an extra shadow, you can naturally see it clearly.
A huge white sunny doll hung down from the ceiling and landed just behind Lin Sanjiu. It turned its head and looked at the car window. In the reflection, it was showing Lin Sanjiu a smile drawn with a black pen.
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... A slight cool breeze blew on the back of the neck, which was not covered by the down jacket.
Lin Sanjiu jumped up from her seat, twisted in the air, and looked behind her with a pale face - however, the car was empty, there was nothing, and the Sunny Baby was still hanging on the roof of the car.
, and not huge.
Only the cold wind that came in while driving was stronger and stronger.
"Am I too neurotic?" She stabilized her heavy breathing and did not dare to take it lightly. She turned off the oscillation frequency of the cutting knife and used it to fiddle with the Sunny Doll twice.
The doll was turned twice by the tip of the knife, and there was nothing wrong with the eyes and smile drawn with black pen, they were still the same as before.
Lin Sanjiu looked at it and then at the seat. The feeling of "not wanting to sit down" gripped her heart again.
Strange, why is this?
Not just this chair, in fact, when she approached any seat on the train, she felt a faint feeling of repulsion in her heart, as if she intuitively resented sitting down.
"Forget it, let's not sit down for now." She comforted herself, "After all, it is a ghost world that has been eroded by dark matter, and there will always be something a little bit wrong... Now it's better to go to the cab to check the situation.
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Anyway, idle time is idle, and it can also prevent any accidents from happening when parking the car - she actually wants to leave the Sunny Baby for a while and calm down.
The train was not long, and the dozen carriages quickly reached the end, with the cab door still locked.
Lin Sanjiu raised her hand, hesitated for a long time, and then knocked lightly on the door.
... She didn't know which situation was more intolerable to her - the door suddenly opened with a creak and no one was inside, or the train conductor who suddenly appeared with a smile on his face?
Fortunately, neither of these situations were found, and the cab was still quiet and silent.
Lin Sanjiu gritted her teeth and started, pressing her hands on the door lock fiercely - as the door lock was blown into tiny pieces and scattered everywhere, the door slowly opened as expected.
She carefully used the tip of the knife to widen the crack in the door, and then she let out a sigh of relief, which she couldn't tell if she was disappointed.
There was also no one inside - only rows of instruments flashing small lights, which seemed to be preset unmanned machines.
In this case, it can also explain why trams are still running after the end of the world.
She put away the cutting knife and suddenly felt exhausted. She didn't know if it was because the down jacket was not keeping warm. She had been forcefully fighting the cold. She also didn't want to think about all the strange things that had happened since she came to the world of Kisaragi Station.
He just dragged his steps back to the car where Sunny Baby was, and sat down on the seat.
Then my throat suddenly tightened.
It wasn't an illusion or a psychological feeling - Lin Sanjiu's face quickly turned purple, and all the limited air in his lungs was squeezed out little by little. There was an "empty" sound in his head, which seemed to be caused by blood.
She was struggling against something. She tried her best to move her eyes as far as she could, and saw a faint patch of white behind her in the reflection of the car window, covering her neck.
If you want to scream, just call for the cutting knife...
This thought struggled to come to mind, but as soon as the card appeared from her palm, a cool and dark breath enveloped her hand, and she immediately couldn't move it.
Life slowly and quickly passed from her body. Less than five minutes later, Lin Sanjiu's body softened and she stopped struggling.
The second before she died, she saw everything.
Every seat in the carriage was filled with people.
Everyone's face was gray and expressionless. On the seat below her, an old lady stretched out her withered claw-like hands and held down her arm - it turned out that she was sitting on top of this old lady.