Battle on Train 143

"————"

Consciousness began to return.

With the dissolution of the dream, Reiger could clearly feel himself coming back to reality, back to sitting on the train.

It was as if he had been dozing off, his body gently rocking with the movement of the train, the sound of the whistle echoing more and more clearly in his ears. All his senses became real again, unlike just moments ago in the dream where even the wind and the sunlight hitting his skin carried no sensation.

But it was precisely because of this return to sensation that Reiger was astonished to discover that his surroundings had massively transformed.

"Bang!"

A tentacle-like appendage, resembling a column of flesh, swung past in front of Reiger, striking an unoccupied seat and smashing it to pieces.

The wooden carriage, which had seemed somewhat desolate, now resembled the interior of a body's intestine, with walls of flesh on all sides and numerous tentacles, like columns of meat, crazily writhing about.

"What is this?"