Chapter 101: The Lost in the Cracks
"Guest... please find your seat and sit down... I wish you a pleasant journey."
Accompanied by the shrill mechanical welcome of the horn, he was already in a brand new world, a world without a sun.
Chen Qi swiftly surveyed the surroundings.
The walls of the carriage were covered with thick copper plates and rust, embedded with delicate gears and springs.
Light filtered through the steam lamps above, casting mottled shadows across the dim carriage, as if countless eyes were peering from the dark.
Beneath his feet, the trembling iron plates enabled him to feel the carriage vibrating as it sped across the land.
In front of him, a gaunt old man with a black hat sat on the plain seat, ceaselessly flipping through an old newspaper.
Yet, the most terrifying scene was outside the window.
That was the landscape of the Era of Darkness, hill after black hill, with the dark sky constantly writhing.