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Part 1: The Midnight Train

作者: Authoress Kemira
last update 公開日: 2026-04-05 06:54:03

Chapter 1: The Empty Car

The last train of the night was almost empty.

I sat alone in the dimly lit carriage, headphones in, exhausted after a long day visiting family. The city lights flickered past the windows as the train rattled along the tracks.

At the next stop, a man stepped into my car.

He was tall, broad-shouldered, probably in his late 30s, dressed in a dark coat with the collar turned up. His face was shadowed, but I could see sharp features, a strong jaw, and piercing eyes that lock
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