C9 I won't leave tonight no matter what you say

His heart was flustered, his heart palpitated, and his heart was in complete chaos! I put my head on the front seat and put my hands on the sides of it. I was so confused that I didn't know what to think.

It had been nearly four hours and it was now 9.30 p.m. If all went well, I would be back home in an hour.

However, a sharp sound of metal scraping against metal woke me up. I felt a jolt and my body was caught off guard as it surged forward, violently smashing into the front row of the seats.

Very soon, the interior of the carriage was filled with the sound of cursing voices. It was quite chaotic.

"Can you drive? Who will be the one to stop the car if something bad happens? "

"I've never seen a driver like you, is there a way to brake?"

Hearing the shouts of the crowd, I temporarily forgot the troublesome matter in my heart. I stood up and looked at the driver's seat in the front row.

The driver didn't respond to the crowd's curses, and I saw him anxiously open the door and jump out. Seeing the driver get off the car, the other people who had been cursing also stopped and followed the driver out.

After a full minute, the people who got off the car and the driver showed no signs of coming back. I couldn't help but feel that it was a little strange. I was preparing to go out and take a look. Could it be that something had happened?

It wasn't just me, of course. Four or five other people got out of the car with me. I heard voices, all pointing and talking in front of the car.

I walked to the front of the car and looked in the direction that everyone was pointing at. I exclaimed and took two steps back. I was startled by what I saw!

I saw a man lying on the ground below the front of the car, a woman in a white dress. Beneath the woman was a patch of bright red blood.

Did he hit someone? I was startled, but when I saw that the driver and the first few people to get off were not the kind of reaction that a dead person should have, I was quite calm.

Curious, I turned back to look at the man under the car. This time, he took a closer look and realized that it was not a real person, but a silicone model.

However, since it was a fake person, how could he explain the large puddle of blood on the ground? As I was wondering, I saw the driver walk to a corner of the street and sit down. He lit a cigarette.

After taking a deep breath, he looked at the passengers and said, "Sorry everyone, I'm afraid we won't be able to make it out today!"

A few people were stunned, but there were also others who anxiously shouted out, "What do we do if we don't leave in the middle of the night? The car isn't broken, and it's not like we were hit by a person. What are you doing leaving us all here? "

"What he said is right. Hurry up and drive. Everyone is waiting for you!"

Immediately, a few others started to chime in.

I saw the chauffeur lower his head, take another drag on his cigarette, look up and say, "What are the rules for what you do? I don't want to kill myself and I don't want to hurt you all. I can assure everyone that we will set off at dawn tomorrow. "

The driver didn't say it out loud, but none of the children present understood what he meant. Driving a car was a taboo. Even though the person they bumped into was a fake, he had seen blood. If he continued to drive, it was very likely that there would be some sort of accident.

The people who had urged the driver to hurry up also stopped talking. No one could clearly explain this matter of ghosts and gods. Most of the time, he would rather believe it to be true than not. In any case, it would only be a few hours until the next day, so it was not a big deal.

Those of us who had gotten out of the car did not say anything, but nearly half of the people who had remained in the car began to urge us on.

"Why aren't you driving? Is the car broken? "

"How unlucky. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have taken this bus!"

The driver wasn't stubborn. After hearing the complaints of the passengers, he returned to the carriage.

"Sorry everyone, there's something wrong with this car. I've already called the rescue team. Everyone can sleep first."

Those of us who got out of the car knew that, but no one tried to uncover it. It would be easier to accept this than to tell the others that we had killed a dummy and were afraid to drive.

Although there were still a few people complaining nonstop, most people still remained quiet. After all, no one could have predicted that the car would crash. Some people simply decided to sleep.

Those who were standing outside the carriage also walked back to the carriage, leaving only me and the driver behind. I leaned over and offered him a cigarette.

The driver looked at me and was stunned for a moment, but he accepted my cigarette without a trace of politeness. I moved the lighter closer to light it up. Then I lit one myself and squatted beside the driver on the side of the road.

After a moment of silence, I pointed at the fake. "What happened to that guy?"

The driver had just taken a drag when I saw his fingers start to tremble. Then he seemed to choke and start coughing.

Maybe it was the cough, or maybe it was the night, but it suddenly struck me that the driver's face had turned frighteningly pale.

I was still wondering if I had just asked a question.

Then I saw the driver look around like a thief and turn his pale face to me.

His body was still trembling. I saw his eyes glance at the dummy underneath the car, then he forcefully swallowed a mouthful of saliva. His breathing became rapid, and his entire person seemed to be terrified.

"Then, that fellow, do you believe that he is alive?"

The driver's voice was very soft, but his short sentence was very tiring. As he spoke, sweat flowed down his face. He kept looking around him, as if he was afraid something would pop up.

I looked at the mannequin underneath the car and chuckled. "How could it be alive? It was clearly a mannequin."

"I know she's a dummy, but when I hit her, she really did jump on me. If she wasn't alive, how could she have walked on her own, and how could I have smiled when I saw her rushing towards my car? Otherwise, how could I have been so scared to drive at night! "

I was startled, too, and looking at the frightened look on the driver's face, I was sure he wasn't trying to scare me into saying that.

I became extremely depressed. This year is definitely going to be unlucky. Why did I encounter all sorts of unfortunate situations?

The surroundings were deathly silent. Due to the cloudy weather, there was no moon in the sky, and the surroundings were pitch-black. A gust of cold wind suddenly blew, and the rustling of the leaves could be clearly heard. Even the interior of the carriage fell into a deathly silence, as if no one was inside.

The driver had finished his cigarette long ago and kept his head down as if he was very scared. But he didn't have any intention of returning to the car. As I was squatting beside him for a long time, I couldn't help but get a little cold. I shivered and my eyes shifted to the spot where the mannequin had been.

But I immediately became alert and felt my back tighten. Because I could see very clearly, the fake body had disappeared! This was completely unthinkable, because no one else had been here all along, and neither the driver nor I had moved her.

But the dummy had disappeared from its original position. Was there anything more ridiculous and unfathomable in this world? I suddenly remembered what the driver had told me. He said the dummy was alive.

At first I thought the driver was hallucinating, but now I think he's probably telling the truth. I was so scared that I patted the driver on the shoulder.

"Big Brother Driver, it's cold outside, let's go back in the car."

I saw the driver raise his head and look at me indifferently. I didn't have time to think about anything else as I quickly stood up and walked towards the carriage. At the very least, there were more people in the carriage, so I wasn't that scared.

I've already been possessed by them, and now I look like a ghost. If I were to encounter anything else, I'd probably die here! However, I didn't expect to feel a weird atmosphere the moment I stepped into the carriage.