Steel Steam and Flame

When returning to his seat, Cassia found Taranto by the window looking at him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge. info "It's just a small favor." Cassia said with a move.

Taranto smiled. Cassia didn't know what he wanted to express in this smile. His disc glasses were also white under the lights inside the train. Every time Cassia wanted to see Taranto's eyes, they were always blocked by the reflections on these two glasses, and couldn't see anything practical. Although it is considered a dispensable thing, it seems to be useful now.

After more than a minute, the train accelerated to a stable speed, Taranto closed the windows, and the air circulation system began to operate. Julien's breath became much calmer, and in such a short time, he had fallen asleep. Taranto also leaned against the window, closed his eyes, and the whole person, with his small space, became very quiet.

Cassia also wanted to rest, the atmosphere in the train was strong. But his spirit was so excited, he didn't even mean to sleep at all. I was in a hurry on the way here, and there was no possibility of buying a few books and reading it.

It seems that the whole journey will be so boring. Cassia also wanted to learn from Julian and they closed their eyes to spend this time, but the eyeballs moved in the eyelids unwillingly. In the end, Cassia had to turn her head and watch the unchanging scenery outside to pass the time. The train quickly left the station and left the city. The buildings in a lot were drastically reduced, leaving only a wasteland and hills overgrown with weeds.

The night comes quickly, and the summer time is slowly getting shorter.

When Cassia was looking at the scenery outside the train, he did not feel a gaze staring at him from behind. This was something he hadn't encountered before, and his keen perception seemed to form a deadly blind spot in that direction, but Cassia, as the person involved, didn't know it at all. Everything in his induction is as normal as usual.

The gaze was also intermittent, and the gaze came from the girl diagonally behind Cassia's seat.

He is young, the windbreaker is very long, and the sitting posture is the kind that can be written into the textbook, which is remarkable. The body retracted into the windbreaker was very tired, and her face looked drowsy, very reluctant, but she still cheered up and sat her back straight. It seems to be so accustomed by nature, or to have received such training since childhood.

She looked through the windbreaker at half of Cassia's side face above the seat, and she could also see the clear eyes on Cassia's face. There was faint excitement in her eyes, and her small body couldn't help shaking, not knowing why. But this state didn't last long, maybe it was really too tired. The girl blinked a few times, leaned on the seat and fell asleep completely.

Cassia looked at the increasingly confused scenery under the night and felt his eyes astringent. After watching it for a long time, Taranto also fell asleep during this time, and he himself felt his head became a little groggy. So finally able to close her eyes, Cassia rubbed her forehead, thinking about passing the time and taking a break, but she never thought she would fall asleep completely.

It may be in the entire carriage, or the last person to sleep in the entire long passenger train. The connected carriages were very quiet, the sound of friction on the rails spread far in the lonely wilderness, and the sound of insects was completely covered up. The dim light crawled on the ground. There seemed to be something invisibly enveloping the entire train, except for the sound of people's breathing that gradually started to rush, the inside of the carriage was terribly quiet.

It lasted until late at night, the outside temperature dropped a lot, the air circulation system was not regulated by people, and the air inside the car even became a little cold.

At this time, Cassia shuddered. He was in a state of vaguely falling asleep, and didn't want to rest. The keen sense of the body made him react very strongly, and he was also resisting something mentally.

Cassia regained a little consciousness, and only felt that his eyelids were heavy and heavy. The original excited spirit became very slow at this moment for unknown reasons, and it became a whole paste-like thing inside. He felt like a bottomless abyss under his body, and countless iron chains were pulling his body down. The darkness inside turned into viscous and vigorous silt, and began to swallow every inch of his own body.

Instinctively wanted to struggle, but Cassia suddenly found that he was completely weak. The bones in the body and countless tangled muscle fibers seem to have completely disappeared from the body. He became a soft-skin rubber doll that left the puppeteer, and was forced to sink down a little bit. The rotten smell in the silt became clear and audible, and Cassia felt that half of her body was completely plunged into the silt.

what's going on? Cassia's bewildered consciousness did not allow him to think more. Just like a drowning person who fell into the sea in the middle of the night, there is no object around to hold hands, there is no visible light in his eyes, and the stars in the sky are completely covered by dark clouds. Except for the sound of waves lingering in the ears, there was only a mouthful of sea water that choked my throat.

The silt flooded Cassia's neck after a while, and his mouth completely sank shortly thereafter. The nose followed the ears. At the moment of being wrapped in silt, the sense of breathing, smell and hearing were completely lost. The silt has a strange power, as if it can block anything trapped in it.

The air in the lungs was being rapidly consumed by the body, and Cassia thought he could take a breath for a long time. But here, all the functions of the body seem to have regressed. Within a few seconds, Cassia couldn’t hold on opening her mouth and wanted to breathe in fresh air~www.ltnovel.com~ But what was poured into her mouth was only a pile of rotten silt, and her stomach pouch suddenly surged, but But he couldn't spit out anything at all. The silt was almost overwhelming the bridge of his nose. Cassia continued to struggle weakly. It may be that the discomfort caused by the mud poured into his body suddenly stimulated his body. When the mud was about to flood his eyes, he finally had the power to open his eyelids.

Cassia wanted to see where it was.

But in the gap between his eyes, there was only an endless darkness, which was a darkness he had never seen before, a shocking color. And in this darkness, on Cassia's body that was about to be submerged, a gaze was looking straight at him.

Feeling this gaze, just before Cassia was about to be completely swallowed up by the silt, his eyes rolled and looked in the direction of that gaze.

What's there is very important, Cassia had this premonition in her heart.

Then the pupil reflected the scene there. It was a golden skull, and two empty eyes were watching him silently.

Immediately, the silt flooded Cassia, and the world became a dark color again. (To be continued.)