The train shook, and from time to time a loud noise was found. Sleeping in this environment is very difficult for me. No, I didn’t fall asleep until I arrived at the destination.
Hearing the announcement of the train’s arrival, I stood up and stretched my bones. There is no one but me in the whole carriage. I think this should be a normal phenomenon. Even if there is no one person on the train late at night, it is possible.
Walking out of the car door, I shuddered. The weather was so cold that I couldn’t adapt when I was in the warm carriage just now. The station is very deserted because I am the only one to get off at this station.
When I got off the train, I saw a station worker. He is standing right in front of the door, about four or five meters away from me. He is the person who guarantees the safety of passengers getting on and off the car? But in the middle of the night, it seems unnecessary.
We looked at each other, and then I saw the scene behind him.
I saw a weird picture: Behind him is another platform, there is no train, but a row of women is standing neatly. With their backs to me, some of them are dressed in student uniforms, some are dressed as office workers, and some are dressed in casual clothes. I counted and there were seven people. Although I can’t see their faces, I feel that they can see me without turning around.
I checked the timetable, the next train will come in an hour, and the seven women will be here for no reason, unless… I know the staff right away The reason to stand here. It turned out that the legend was true. I was sweating all over and couldn’t help holding my luggage tightly.
“Don’t look, hurry up and go.” The station attendant saw my expression and said. I nodded silently and walked to the station exit.
Before coming here, I read rumors about this station on the Internet. There has been a serial homicide here. The victims were all young women. The murderer came from a different place and left by train after killing eight people. Later, the victimized women appeared on the platform to observe how every passenger saw their reaction. If they are the real murderers, they will feel fear when they see their backs after getting off the car, and they can feel the fear of the murderer so that they can find the murderer.
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Fortunately, nothing happened. I walked out of the station with good luck, and there was a taxi outside the station. After I got into the car, I saw the driver yawning while driving. I was worried that he would drive the car into the ditch. To refresh myself, I chatted with him about the rumors of the station and told him that I just saw the women.
And the driver said: “That story, there are many versions here, do you want to listen to it?”
Also in the car Nothing, I just listened to the driver. ToThe following is the version the driver said.
The protagonist of this story is also a taxi driver, who is also alone in the middle of the night waiting for passengers outside the train station. Although it was late at night and there were not many tourists, he still wanted to give it a try.
Suddenly, a woman walked out of the station. The driver was about to ask her if she wanted to take a car, but suddenly found something was wrong, because the woman appeared without warning. There was no train coming into the station just now. The last train arrived an hour ago, and the next train will have 20 minutes to come into the station. Where did this woman run from? The woman was pale, she didn’t take anything, and she didn’t look like a passenger, so who is she? The driver felt that the woman must have a problem, but he still asked uncontrollably: “Would you like to take the car?”
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The woman just glanced at the driver coldly , Spit out three words: “It’s not you.” Then, the woman turned and walked back to the station.
The driver was too scared to move. He kept thinking about the meaning of the three words woman until dawn, and he didn’t see the woman coming out of the station again.
“What exactly do those three words mean?” I asked curiously.
The driver said: “It probably means that the driver is not the murderer, because I heard that the murderer of the serial murder was not a passenger, but a taxi driver. The girl’s soul should be looking for murder. Her driver.”
“Oh, have you seen it?”
“No, I don’t believe this.” The driver looked through the rearview mirror He cast a weird look at me, “Hey, brother, I have a question.”
“Huh?” I agreed, but another question came to mind, rumor. There are eight dead, why I saw only seven on the platform just now, and one more?
At this time, the driver’s question reached my ears: “Are we talking too scary? Look, your girlfriend is too scared to speak.”
“Eh?” I was a little dull, “You…what did you say?”
The driver didn’t seem to hear me. After looking at the “girlfriend” sitting next to me in the mirror, he said, “Miss, don’t be so scared, don’t be so low, you didn’t do anything wrong…” Then the driver’s voice suddenly stopped like an emergency brake. Now, I feel as if the driver saw that “girlfriend” raised his head, and he recognized that face.
A sad voice sounded in the car: “It’s you.”