Part-Time Writer and Kisaragi Station

Hot afternoon, deserted subway, sleepy migrant workers. When I woke up from a nap, I found that everything had changed, the twisted carriage, the empty platform, the dirty sounds, the vending machines disguised as alien plants... How do I leave Kisaragi Station, a short extra story about the long Cthulhu universe, welcome to read This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.