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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!
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