Inside the carriage, Yumi Hirano and Chiyo Yandeta maintained a seated posture facing each other. The advantage was to expand the range of their vision as much as possible, leaving no blind spots.
The train had already passed Old Valley Town Station, and Yumi Hirano took another photo and put down her phone, a wave of unease surging in her heart.
Under the shroud of night, the looming Youjian Mountain resembled a giant beast, silently crouching there, its exaggeratedly massive spine rising, blurring the distant horizon of the night sky.
If Youjian Mountain was likened to a giant beast, then the pitch-black Youjian Mountain Tunnel was a deep, unfathomable mouth, ready to swallow them whole.
An ominous foreboding swept over Yumi Hirano, as if this was a journey with no return.
Not long after, accompanied by the howling of the wind, the train plunged into Youjian Mountain Tunnel under Yumi Hirano's increasingly anxious gaze.
