Chapter 1 The Last Train(2/2)
But I always feel that the ball is sticky and sticks to my hands whenever I touch it.
But in the dark, I couldn't see clearly what was on the ball. When I smelled it, I just felt it had a fishy smell.
After the ball was thrown, the little girl caught it. This time she did not accuse me of throwing the ball incorrectly, but she laughed like a silver bell.
"Cluck cluck... cluck cluck..."
It looks like I made her happy.
At this moment, the subway arrived at the next station. There were still a few lights on on the platform. Although the light was not strong, it could illuminate the scene inside the carriage.
Through the light outside, I vaguely saw the scene in the carriage next to me. I saw a little girl of five or six years old holding a ball and standing quietly in the carriage. She was originally wearing a white skirt, but I
I saw that her face and skirt were covered with bright red liquid!
is blood!
The little girl was covered in blood, and the ball was covered in blood. I picked up the ball just now, and there was still blood stuck to my hand!
I was so panicked all of a sudden that cold sweat was pouring down my body. If I hadn't been vomiting in the public toilet for a long time before, I would definitely have vomited it out now.
Chapter completed!