Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1906: Chapter 1082: Ghost Train (Part 2)

Apart from the environment, the people in the carriage had also changed, mysteriously increasing in number. Originally, there were just a few people in that carriage, but now there were at least close to twenty.

Their clothing style also seemed to be from an era at least 50 years earlier than the world they were in.

There was a middle-aged man in a dark work jacket, a classic navy blue style, with patches on the elbows and cuffs, and wearing old rubber shoes.

There were also office workers in Ivy League-style suits, wearing starched white shirts, thin ties, Oxford shoes paired with dress pants, and holding flat, box-shaped briefcases.

There were elderly people wearing kimonos and wooden clogs, professional women in business skirt suits, young people in plaid shirts with slim khaki pants, and students in old-fashioned standing-collar school uniforms with black leather shoes.

In short, these outfits, which Hirano Yuuhi had only seen in film and television dramas, now vividly appeared before her eyes.

This sight immediately sobered Hirano Yuuhi; she realized that she had already boarded the Ghost Train.

These passengers were not human; they were ghosts, having died decades ago.

But... where was Yandeta Chiyoda? Her eyes scanned around but she couldn’t find her. Could it be that she was the only one who boarded this train?

It wasn’t until her gaze inadvertently swept across the glass window beside her that she realized the problem.

In the window’s reflection, she had also changed her appearance, now wearing clothes similar to those around her. Even more terrifying was that her appearance and body had been altered; she had been completely turned into another person.

She was still a woman, indeed, and even appeared younger than her actual age. She wore a knitted cardigan paired with a short leather skirt, shallow leather shoes, and subtle makeup adorned with a neat short haircut, accented with pearl earrings, making her appear very fashionable among the crowd.

She tried slightly and found that she could control this body entirely; the feeling was as if her soul had been forcibly stuffed into this unfamiliar shell.

The situation was unclear. She tried to calm down; the immediate task was to figure out what was happening and... locate Yandeta Chiyoda.

She didn’t believe she was so unfortunate to board this Ghost Train alone; she believed Yandeta Chiyoda hadn’t escaped either.

She still remembered the position where she had been sitting before fainting, roughly at the middle and rear of the carriage considering the train’s direction. At this moment, her position had subtly changed.

That meant she couldn’t deduce Yandeta Chiyoda’s position based on her current location since they were originally sitting across from each other.

Hirano Yuuhi observed around stealthily. Soon, she spotted a metal nameplate near the luggage rack on the top, marked clearly with the number "5."

This was still carriage number 5; their carriage number hadn’t changed, only their bodies and seating positions had been swapped.

If that were the case, Yandeta Chiyoda should also be here, just that it was unknown which body she had been swapped into.

Yandeta Chiyoda was an experienced veteran player; she knew how to conceal herself. Hirano Yuuhi didn’t dare to search or ask openly; she knew exposing her identity here would mean certain death.

After all, these passengers were not human but terrifying murder Fierce Ghosts. They had indeed intruded into the enemies’ stronghold this time. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

Suddenly, Hirano Yuuhi thought of Watanabe Gou in the next carriage. She was very curious about what had happened to him, after all, he was different from them; he was the one holding the Ghost Train Ticket.

Unable to get up, she pretended to be natural, quickly glancing in that direction. The next second, she was stunned momentarily and then slowly widened her eyes.

On the other side, Watanabe Gou in the next carriage also encountered some strange events, but they were far more terrifying than those happening to Hirano Yuuhi.

Upon waking up after the Ghost Train rear-ended, the situation in his carriage was similar to Hirano Yuuhi’s, with many "people" appearing who shouldn’t be there.

But the difference was, Watanabe Gou’s body was still his own, the clothes and shoes he wore were still his. If Hirano Yuuhi was soul-swapped, then he was entirely brought onto this Ghost Train.

Watanabe Gou, coming from a private detective background with military experience, had strong mental resilience. He understood the principle that panic would hasten death, so he forced himself to stay calm, quietly observing the surroundings through the window’s reflection.

These "passengers" seemed normal, at least temporarily. His gaze slowly swept over until he noticed his own reflection in the window.

In that moment, even as composed as he was, he was scared stiff, standing up abruptly.

Cold sweat trickled down his forehead as he saw an extremely terrifying scene: a pair of pallid arms wrapped around his neck.

A ghost with only the upper half of its body clung to his back like a backpack, its two hands encircling his neck from behind.

Seeing this scene, Watanabe Gou almost collapsed; no wonder he felt cold on his back upon waking up.

The ghost had arrived, hanging onto him. Such an encounter was as if the sky had fallen for him.

Meanwhile, the reflection of himself in the window had also changed appearance, with a sallow face that looked ghostly, with hollow eyes devoid of pupils, only leaving terrifyingly white sclera. To anyone, he would appear just like a Fearful Ghost.

At this moment, he still tightly clutched that old train ticket to Youjian Mountain Station in his hand.

Gazing around at these "passengers," an innate impulse surged within him, wanting to slip this train ticket into their pockets.

Considering all this, Watanabe Gou quickly pieced together the rules of this nightmarish ghost-killing game: the train ticket in his hand was the key.

He had to find his own people hidden on this Ghost Train, specifically Xiao Lin Zhengyan and Yamamoto Chunai from carriage 2, as well as Hirano Yuuhi and Yandeta Chiyoda from carriage 5.

He had to find at least one person and "pass" this ticket to them. In doing so, the ghost would leave him and climb onto another person.

Of course, time was limited; he had to complete the transfer before the ghost train halted at the nonexistent Youjian Mountain Station.

Once the train stopped, whoever had the ghost would be doomed, left behind eternally, with their earthly presence completely vanishing in the real world. freewebnσvel.cѳm

The reason the Half Ghost on his back hadn’t acted was as if it were asleep, waiting for the train to reach the station.

The ghost behind him had its head bowed, its neck tightly coiled, preventing Watanabe Gou from seeing its face clearly from any angle, not even determining if it was male or female.

All he knew was its remaining upper body was unusually long and thin, with no legs, as if some tremendous force had torn it in half.

He was a seasoned veteran player, surpassing ordinary players in both mental resilience and situational awareness. This frightening scene, enough to break common people, was processed by him in a short time.

He realized he must act quickly, with his target clear: the two bastards in carriage 2.

Meanwhile, he also noticed that these "passengers" seemingly couldn’t see him. When he stood up frightened, there was no significant reaction from the people around him, which was unusual.

He tentatively reached out to a nearby middle-aged woman. As the distance closed, the pressure increased; it wasn’t his mental resilience lacking but a genuine reason: he sharply sensed movement from the Half Ghost clinging to his back.

The once slumbering Half Ghost seemed to be awakened by some force; the head curled up on his back began slowly rising.

Watanabe Gou immediately retracted his hand, and the Half Ghost lay still again, as if sleeping once more.

But what alarmed Watanabe Gou was that through the train window, he clearly observed that the ghost’s slightly raised head didn’t fall back again, remaining as it was, making him realize this process was irreversible.

He had no opportunity for reckless trial and error; it was either choosing correctly or death.