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"Queued? You're missing me? " I was confused.

"That's right, hurry up and get on the carriage. We're about to set off." The white-clothed man said indifferently.

I looked at the car. It was dark and there was a white bandage on the front mirror. The cloth had been rolled into a big white flower.

There was no exit from the car to the station, so I asked where I was going