"Attention: Please try to sleep before three o'clock, do not make a sound, you can pretend to sleep."

I remembered the group reminder, tightly pinching the corner of the quilt with my fingers, using mental suggestion to force myself to sleep.

But the more so, the more awake my brain became, various demons and monsters began to appear, scaring me so much that I was drenched in sweat, soaking my clothes.

Whether it was psychological or not, at this moment, even in the quilt, the temperature had already dropped rapidly, like being at the edge of a cold abyss, and my hands and feet felt numb.

Under the tension and fright, the more I closed my eyes, the more restless I became.

I bit my lower lip hard, not letting any sound come out of my mouth, even suppressing my breathing, as if my blood was freezing.

Gradually, my eyelids became heavier.

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

Frantically beating heart, unconsciously, I fell asleep.

After some time, I was awakened by a burst of heat.

Struggling for a long time, swallowing saliva, I slowly opened my eyes.

The carriage remained as quiet as ever, not a sound could be heard.

I glanced at my phone, it was already three in the morning anyway.

Just as I breathed a sigh of relief after surviving that ordeal, something unexpected happened...

"Ah! Ah!"

"Where's my baby!"

"My baby!"

The carriage descended into an uneasy panic.

Although the announcement said it was already a safe time, the passengers were still on edge.

Everyone discussed the creepy events that had just occurred, with no one caring about the woman who lost her child.

Just then, a rough-tempered man stood up and slapped the woman in the face.

Slap!

The woman, ignoring the burning pain on her face, grabbed the man's sleeve: "My baby, my baby was right in the blanket just now, he's missing, he must have been taken away, who took him!"

The woman was on the edge of a breakdown, scratching her long hair, frantically saying: "No, I did cover my baby, I covered him!"

Just then, everyone's WeChat notifications simultaneously beeped, receiving a message.

Anonymous: "Attention, the train is about to reach the next station, please read this notice carefully and remember it."

...

At this moment, a voice pushing a cart sounded:

I had no appetite at this moment, but when the attendant pushing the cart passed by, I still spoke up: "Could you please give me a bread roll and a bottle of water."

It's better to be prepared.

After all, who knows when the next meal will be.

After receiving the bread roll, I placed it beside my pillow.

At this moment, the train gradually slowed down, and outside the window, a platform came into view.

But the train announcement hadn't mentioned any upcoming station.

I saw people lining up on the platform waiting to board.

Suddenly, I glanced at my phone screen and noticed that the anonymous message in the group had been retracted at this moment!

Why retract it?

A few seconds later, the anonymous person sent out another message.

...

Before I could read the message, a blinding white light made it impossible for me to open my eyes.

A middle-aged man with a mobile phone flashlight knocked on my bunk:

The bright light made me dizzy, and after a few seconds to adjust, I saw his gaze hesitate, clearly showing some anxiety, perhaps he had been frightened.

This man was probably traveling alone, otherwise he wouldn't have chosen to ask me, who was also alone, to join him.

I was also a bit on edge, the pitch-black corridor didn't feel safe, so I shook my head and said, "Why don't you ask someone else, I don't smoke."

We both nodded apologetically to each other, silently acknowledging not to bring up the eerie atmosphere of the carriage.

In the end, the man chose to walk towards the toilet alone, his lean figure swallowed by the darkness as the light from his phone dwindled to a tiny glimmer...

Suddenly, I remembered the group reminder.

Do not smoke!

Do not smoke!

But it was already past three, so there shouldn't be any danger now, right?

At that moment, the carriage came to a sudden halt.

I looked out at the platform, countless figures were bustling on the platform, making phone calls, moving luggage, amidst the hustle and bustle mingled with a sense of urgency, as if everything that happened before was just a vivid dream.

But a voice reminded me that it was no dream.

The woman searching for her child looked almost deranged, pacing back and forth in the aisle.

What was eerie is that the passengers boarding at this stop seemed to be blind to her, ignoring the woman's raving as they found their sleeping berths.

Although the carriage was dark, they didn't seem to need light.

Whether it was an illusion or not, I could always see a faint dark red gleam in their eyes.

These eyes... I seemed to have seen them somewhere before!

"Thump!"

Someone tossed luggage onto my bunk, it was a man wearing a thick coat.

Eh?

The person who was in the neighboring bunk before had disappeared into the toilet, but the luggage was still there, I didn't notice earlier, but the bag had vanished at some point, and the bunk was neatly arranged.

The man, wrapped in thick clothes, tucked his lower body into the blanket, somehow, he gave me an unsettling feeling.

It was like the natural instinct of a zebra facing a lion or a hyena in the wild, an innate sense of danger.

He hugged something, chewing with a crisp sound coming from his mouth.

My heart raced nervously, my breath stopped...

Fear spread like wild grass in my chest!

What does he want to do?

...

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