Drip, drip
18:45, darkness descends.
On the North Bay Platform, the "Infinity" stood quietly in thick fog, and Chen Sixuan onboard was extremely anxious at this moment. The only thing coming from the walkie-talkie was dead silence, without any sign of signal fluctuation, which involuntarily raised her heart to her throat.
She looked out the window uneasily, the dense fog seeming to come alive, wrapping around every bit of space, magnifying the darkness of the night endlessly.
Cold air condensed on the window, and within the depth of the fog seemed to lurk some unknown and terrifying entity, inducing chills and invoking all sorts of ominous premonitions.
Swoosh.
Chen Sixuan pulled down the blackout curtain, found a handy crowbar from the toolbox in carriage 3 to use as a weapon, and sat silently on the couch, always alert to her surroundings.
"They're both superpower users; they should be able to handle whatever situation arises."
