The Last Train, No Living People Allowed to Enter!

There was a beeping alarm from the card machine, and the driver handed over a note: Don't talk to anyone in the car, or you'll die. I turned around and saw my senior Lin Shen, who I had a crush on for five years, sitting in the back row, wearing a suit and leather shoes, but covered in cold sweat. "Except for us, this car is full of ghosts." He lowered his voice. The next second, the wound on my wrist suddenly opened and blood dripped. All the passengers turned their heads in unison - I could see their faces clearly, they were the roommates who were burned to death three years ago.