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But there was a sea of people, and it was dark again, and we couldn't see anyone at the exit except the driver of the black car. We wanted to get in and take a look, but no matter how we tried, the attendant wouldn't let us in.

I cursed, "Damn!" How could we be so unlucky? The moment we left the station, we were touched by the golden fingers.

This isn't the most frightening thing