Is the last bus in the early morning the way back to the world, or the entrance to the abyss?
Chen Yan, who worked overtime until late at night, was waiting for the last bus at the bus stop. When he opened his eyes again, he was already in a strange bus with no driver and no way back. The highway shrouded in gray fog, the freezing-cold carriage, the rules of survival that appeared out of thin air, and the passengers who disappeared instantly after violating the rules, all declare that this is not a prank, but a death game with life as the stake.
