Aoba Office

The train slowly stopped running and stopped in the dark tunnel.

In the car in front, people kept screaming, as well as women crying and vomiting one after another.

There was also a commotion in the carriage I was in.

Ouyang held my hand tightly, his body was trembling, "Brother Lin..."

"It's okay, it was just an accident." I comforted weakly.

Ding dong——

An announcement sounded in the train, not a mechanical female voice, but a man's voice: "Some accidents occurred while the train was running. Please stay where you are. Some accidents happened while the train was running. Please stay where you are." .”

The man's voice was not steady, and even stuttered.

Someone in the car in front shouted: "I hit someone! I hit someone!"

I noticed that the commotion in front was expanding. Someone called the police and someone was trying to open the car door. More passengers ran to the carriages on both sides.

I saw that this was not going to work, so I turned Ouyang's body in another direction, "Don't look behind, let's go forward."

Ouyang was probably completely confused now. After listening to my words, he wanted to look at the car window on the other side. I quickly stood next to her and helped her block her sight.

"Don't look! Move forward!" I shouted louder.

Ouyang was so excited that his neck became stiff.

"Brother, you should go to the back. The back of the car should be able to open." Someone nearby reminded kindly.

Of course I couldn't tell people that I saw a ghost behind me, so I had to run forward.

I was pretty sure the thing I just saw wasn't a human being, it must be a ghost. Otherwise, who can push another person against the wall of a high-speed train and let that person be scraped into a pulp?

This cannot be said, and the reasons I can find are very suitable.

"Those things have fallen behind, let's go from the front." I said.

When the people around him heard this, they all thought it made sense.

No matter who the unlucky deceased was and how he ended up in the subway tunnel, his body was either stuck to the outside of the train or fell into the tunnel behind.

No one wants to see that thing.

Everyone on our side walked forward and told the passengers in front of me who wanted to come over.

In this way, there was no crowding or stampeding, and everyone moved forward.

The news coming from the front is also good. The dead man hit the third carriage of the train. The train is composed of six cars, and at least half of the cars are "clean".

However, for the passengers in the car behind us, the further we walked, the more terrifying it became.

The glass window of the rear compartment was covered with blurry flesh and blood, similar to the minced meat sold in the vegetable market, but the further you walked, the more clearly you could see a person's appearance.

Many people couldn't hold on anymore and squatted in the carriage, vomiting and crying, and some even fainted.

I saw an abstract body on the glass window of the third and fourth carriage.

It's like when the paint is still dry, the original complete sketch is blurred with just a touch of hand.

"It's open! It's open!" Someone from the front shouted in surprise.

Several carriage doors have long been opened. However, no more than two people can walk on the escape platform in the tunnel, and most people still walk in the carriage.

What shouted "open" from the front was obviously not the carriage door.

I saw the flashlight in front of me, and the announcement in the carriage sounded again, instructing passengers to evacuate.

Those of us in the carriage gradually integrated into the path to the escape platform.

It turns out that the opening I just called opened the door of the front section passage. From here, you can go to the tunnel open to traffic in the other direction.

The subway company has also made arrangements and there will be vehicles to take us back to the original waiting hall.

I heard a rumble in the distance and wondered if it was a train coming in the opposite direction.

Ouyang breathed a sigh of relief, but still held my hand tightly.

"It'll be fine soon. After we get up, I'll take a taxi to take you home. You can call your parents later." I said to Ouyang.

Ouyang nodded vigorously.

The staff at the subway station held high-power lights in front.

Coupled with the light from the carriage and the car lights, most of the entire tunnel was lit, and there were dark green indicator lights along the walls.

However, this is not an outdoor place after all, nor is it an indoor room with countless big lights. There are still dark shadowed areas inside the tunnel.

My hand was held by Ouyang, and I followed the passenger in front of me slowly. There was a buzzing of voices and cries all around. Ouyang did not see the body. Although he was frightened, it was not serious.

I watched my surroundings carefully.

That ghost was different from the previous one.

Doubts arose in my mind.

I originally thought that the ghost who attacked Lu Wenshan, He Jingping and others was Dou Xiaowu. When the ghost attacked He Jingping, he was dressed like some kind of uniform and a helmet... But now, I began to suspect that there were two ghosts in the subway. . The ghost's behavior just now was more like Dou Xiaowu, while the ghost that attacked Lu Wenshan took a different path. Obviously, the ghost was more ferocious just now.

I couldn't help but worry.

The remains of a body on the carriage looked like that of a woman. I don’t know if there was a woman among the people who killed Dou Xiaowu, and what the identity of the victim was. I just hope that the ghost is a pure revenge ghost and doesn't kill people randomly.

Suddenly there was a scream from ahead.

The already nervous crowd became commotion again.

The staff quickly used the radio to calm everyone down.

I subconsciously looked back and then looked ahead.

"Brother Lin." Ouyang's nails were digging into my flesh.

"It's okay, maybe I saw a cockroach or something like that." I was talking nonsense.

The person who screamed just now was a woman, so this explanation seemed to make sense.

Ouyang relaxed his hand slightly, and my eyes suddenly opened wide.

A shadow appeared on the tunnel wall ahead.

The shadow was like a gecko, crawling on the wall, crawling from the shadow into the light of the flashlight.

The blood-red shadow appeared in the light. The helmet, the uniform, the familiar face... What frightens me even more is the blood on this thing. When he raised his body slightly and separated from the wall, his chest and face were covered in blood, which was completely different from what I saw in my last dream.

The words spoken by Aoba's people suddenly rang in my ears.

Delirious ghost...

Evil ghost...

Has this thing turned into an evil spirit? It’s no longer…

"Ah! Ah ah ah!" Another cry came out.

This time it was a man at the front of the line. He spread one hand by his face and pointed upward with the other hand, a look of horror on his face.

I saw the blood on his face.

"There's something up there! There's something up there just now! He's in!" The man yelled at the top of his lungs, opening his hands so that people could see the blood on his face and hands.

People around him screamed in fear and wanted to stay away from the man.

"It's not mine, it's that thing, the blood on that thing!" The man tried to explain, but suddenly remembered something and ran back, "It went in! It just went in!"

The direction the man pointed was the evacuation route between the two tunnels.

Everyone was in an uproar again.