[Suspense + Survival + City + Group Portrait + Imagination + Natural Disaster]
When the subway you take every day becomes a dream you cannot wake up from...
A train bound for the unknown, a countdown of only 72 hours.
Is the "other me" passing by? Is it just a coincidence or my memory is confused.
Looking for the key to escape, or willingly walking into a trap that will never be recovered?
The introduction is incompetent, please move to the main text.
