Chapter 608 - Listening to the Darkness (1/2)
Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97
The light around them slowly disappeared. It felt as if the taxi was being pushed into the ocean. When the last shred of light vanished, it meant that the passengers inside the taxi were enveloped by darkness.
“Is… is someone there?” When the continuous rapping petered away, the driver slowly raised his head. His hands went searching for his mobile.
“Don’t move, lie down.” The voice was harsh, but the driver did not rebel against and moved to oblige. The one giving the order was Chen Ge. The sound of tapping had disappeared, but the spirits were still surrounding the taxi; they had not left.
“What do they want?” With Yin Yang Vision, Chen Ge could see things that the driver could not, and from his perspective, they were not in a good spot. Every inch of the taxi’s exterior was covered by bloody handprints, and the people that had left those handprints were surrounding the taxi. Each one of them had a strange facial expression, and their bodies were turned toward the same direction. Their lips moved up and down like fish, sucking in the strange air inside the tunnel.
About ten minutes later, a strange noise came from deep within the tunnel. It was hard to describe. It sounded like thousands of centipedes crawling on the wall, and at the same time, it sounded like a giant breathing, its breaths scraping the uneven tunnel walls.
After that sound appeared, the spirits around the taxi started to move toward the sound. Footprints echoed around them, but there was no living human in sight. The driver hid inside the car, hugging his head; he was well and truly frightened. It was too dark for him to see anything, but his ears kept picking up these strange audio cues. They rushed into his mind, and the driver felt like his brain was about to explode.
A light creak came from a part of the car. It sounded like the door was being eased open.
Without the light, no one knew what was happening. Half an hour later, when the sound had completely silenced and the tunnel became quiet again, the driver finally summoned his courage to go looking for his phone. Using the weak light from the screen, he looked around the inside of his car.
The doors had been left open, and there were no other passengers in the car. The taxi was empty with the driver remaining alone at the driver’s seat.
“Where are all the people?” With people next to him, he would not be so afraid, but realizing that he was all alone, the driver started to panic. He activated the walkie-talkie, but all he could hear was static—there was no one talking. He tried to call his friends and colleagues on his phone, but strangely enough, no one was answering.
He was unable to keep his movement silent due to anxiety, and he called out on the verge of tears, “Please, is anyone there? Anyone will do, can someone answer me‽”
“Stop yelling, shush.” A ray of light appeared at the front of the car. The driver looked to the source, and it was a young man carrying a backpack standing there. The driver was familiar with the man’s outline—he was the first passenger that he had picked up that night.
“Don’t waste time and follow my orders. First, try and see if you can start the car or not.” Chen Ge held the backpack with one hand and his expression was severe. The driver understood the gravity of the situation and did not pause to ask questions. He tried multiple times, but the engine was still not working.
“Get out of the car to inspect the engine. Quick, we don’t have much time to waste.” With the urging from Chen Ge, the driver crawled out from the car. The hair on his body stood on end once he noted the bloody prints that covered his vehicle. Opening the front lid, the driver leaned in to look. The internal compartment was ruined by the reams of black hair that curled around everything. He was unable to cut them loose without the aid of tools.
“Do you have any scissors?” the driver asked Chen Ge in a whisper.
“Will a hammer work?”
“Er, never mind then.” The driver closed the lid and followed behind Chen Ge with a saddened frown. “It should be the hair that plugged up the pipes of the motor. I won’t be able to fix it without the necessary tools.”