Chapter 177: The Skull (I)
When he returned to his seat, Kasia found Taranto by the window looking at him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info"It's just a small favor. Kasia said, with the corners of her mouth twitching.
Taranto smiled, Kasia didn't know what the smile meant, his disc glasses were white in the light of the train's interior. Every time Kasia tried to look into Taranto's eyes, he was always blocked by the reflections on the two glasses, and he couldn't see anything real. Although it is considered a dispensable thing, it still seems to be somewhat useful now.
After a minute or so, the train accelerated to a steady speed, Taranto closed the windows and the air circulation system began to work. Yu Lian's snort became much calmer, and in such a short time, he had fallen asleep. Taranto leaned against the window, his eyes closed, and his whole person, with his small space, became very quiet.
Kasia also wanted to rest, and the atmosphere inside the train was intense. But his spirit was so excited that he didn't want to sleep at all. I was in a hurry on the way here, so I didn't have the possibility of buying a few books to read.
Looks like the whole trip is going to be boring like this. Kasia also wanted to learn to close her eyes like they did, but her eyeballs moved in her eyelids. In the end, Kasia could only tilt her head and keep looking outside at the unchanged scenery along the way to pass the time. The train quickly left the station and left the city, and the buildings dwindled dramatically in one lot, and at last only a wasteland hill overgrown with weeds remained.
Nights come quickly, and the summer months are getting shorter.
While Kasia was looking at the scenery outside the train, he didn't feel a gaze staring at him from behind him. This is something he has never encountered before, and his keen perception seems to have formed a fatal blind spot in that direction, but Kasia, as the person concerned, is completely unaware. Everything in his senses is as normal as usual.
The gaze was also intermittent, from the diagonal girl behind Kasia's seat.
He is not very old, his trench coat is very long, and his sitting posture is the kind that can be written into a textbook, which is remarkable. Her body was tired from the trench coat, and her face looked lethargic, reluctantly, but she still pulled herself together and sat her little back up straight. It's as if you were born with such a habit, or have been trained like this since childhood.
Her gaze looked through the trench coat at the side of Kasia's face that was half above her seat, and she could also see the clear eyes on Kasia's face. There was a faint excitement in her eyes, and her small body couldn't help but tremble, not knowing why. But this state did not last long, perhaps because she was really tired, the girl blinked a few times, leaned back in the seat and fell asleep completely.
Kasia's eyes were astringent as he looked at the increasingly misty scenery in the night, and after a long time, Taranto also fell asleep, and he himself felt that his head had become a little drowsy. Finally able to close her eyes, Kasia rubbed her forehead, just thinking about passing the time and resting a little, but she never thought that she would fall asleep completely.
It could be the last person to fall asleep in the entire carriage, or in the entire long manned train. The connected carriages were very quiet, and the sound of grinding on the rails was heard far away in the lonely wilderness, and the sound of bugs was completely muffled. The dim light crawled on the ground. It was as if something had invisibly enveloped the entire train, and it was eerily quiet except for the sound of people's breathing.
It lasted until late at night, the temperature outside dropped a lot, the air circulation system was not regulated, and the air inside the carriage was even a little cold.
At this time, Kasia shivered, and her mind was in a state of vague sleep, and she didn't want to rest. The sharp sense of his body made him react very strongly, and mentally he was also resisting something.
Kasia regained a little consciousness, only to feel that her eyelids were very heavy and heavy, and her originally excited spirit became very sluggish for some reason at this moment, and it became a complete mess of mush. He felt as if there was a bottomless abyss beneath his body, and countless chains were pulling his body down. The darkness inside turned into a viscous and vibrant sludge that began to eat away at every inch of his own body.
Instinctively she tried to struggle, but Kasia suddenly found that she had no strength in her body. The bones in the body, as well as the countless tangled muscle fibers, seem to have completely disappeared from the body. He became a doll made of soft skin and rubber that had left the puppeteer, and was forced to sink down a little bit. The smell of decay in the mud became distinct, and Kasia felt like half of her body was completely sunk into the mud.
What was going on? Kasia's confused consciousness didn't allow him to think about anything more. Like a drowning man who falls into the sea in the middle of the night, there is nothing around him to hold his hands on, there is no visible light in his eyes, and the stars in the sky are completely obscured by dark clouds. In addition to the constant sound of the waves in my ears, there was only a mouthful of choking seawater poured into my stomach.
The mud flooded Kasia's neck a moment later, and her mouth sank completely shortly afterward, her nose followed her ears, and her breath, smell, and hearing were completely lost in the moment she was enveloped in the mud. The silt has a strange power, as if it can block anything that falls into it.
The air in her lungs was being consumed by her body at a rapid rate, and Kasia thought she could hold her breath for a long time. But here, all the functions of the body seem to regress. In a matter of seconds, Kasia couldn't hold on and opened her mouth to take a big breath of fresh air. But all that came into his mouth was a pile of rotting sludge, and his stomach pouch was churning, but he couldn't spit out anything at all. The mud was almost over the bridge of his nose. Kasia continued to struggle weakly, perhaps the discomfort caused by the mud pouring into his body suddenly irritated his body, and when the mud was about to flood his eyes, he finally had a trace of strength to open his eyelids.
Kasia wanted to see where it was.
But in the gap between his eyes, there was only an endless darkness, a darkness he had never seen before, a shocking color. And in the darkness, on Kasia's near-submerged body, there was a gaze staring straight at him.
Sensing the gaze, Kasia rolled her eyes in the direction of the gaze just before she was about to be completely swallowed up by the mud.
There's something there, it's important, Kasia has a hunch in her heart.
Then the pupils reflected the scene there. It was a golden skull, and two empty eye holes were silently staring at him.
Immediately, the mud flooded Kasia, and the world turned dark again. (To be continued.) )