Without strangeness, everything is easy to handle, but once strangeness arrives, some seemingly ordinary people exhibit surprisingly quick reactions.
Take our bus driver, for instance. After opening the door, he managed to surpass Yan Junze and was the first to rush out of the bus.
However, upon exiting, he instantly turned back to glance inside the bus, only to find that the young passenger who had been sitting in the front row had now vanished without a trace.
The young man who had warned him about the strangeness, carrying a backpack, was still standing there, staring at him in shock, neither getting off the bus nor making any other movements.
"What's going on?" The driver felt a chill running down his spine.
Today, there was no sunshine; it was cloudy turning overcast, casting an inherently cold feeling, despite it being morning.
"Master, just keep walking, don't look back," Yan Junze's voice came from the back of the bus.
