C86 — Silent Night Watch Snow hit the train like static. Soft. Endless. A heavy iron beast sat dead still near the base of Daluo Mountain. No movement. No noise. Just cold metal swallowing the night. Inside, Seven stood at the window, eyes half-lowered, watching the dark like it owed him money. The “Infinity” wasn’t moving. Time had already chewed through the last two hours of daylight. Now it was night duty. Survival shift. Whatever name people liked to give sitting still and pretending the world outside wasn’t trying to kill you. He exhaled once. Slow. Controlled. Vrmm… the wind scraped the hull outside. Not peaceful. Never peaceful. Just waiting. --- Chen Sixuan moved through Carriage No. 1 with blankets in her arms. Careful steps. No wasted movement. KIKI lay bundled up, barely breathing, buried under layers like she was being buried on purpose. Chen added another blanket. Adjusted it. Checked again. Then she turned toward the back carriage. The Building was there.

C88: Frequency CageThe radio in Seven’s hand hissed like something alive.Shhhhhh… crack… shhh…His eyes stayed flat.No panic. No shock. Just analysis.The frequency dial refused to behave. Every adjustment snapped back into place like it was locked by invisible teeth.1542. Always 1542.Seven exhaled once through his nose.“So it’s not a device,” he muttered internally. “It’s a loop.”The carriage around him groaned under cold pressure.Wind slipped through metal seams that should not have had gaps. The temperature kept dropping in unnatural pulses, like the train itself was forgetting how warmth worked.Seven didn’t react to it.Fear was noise. Noise was data. Data was useful only when structured.Still, something was off.His gaze flicked across the cabin.The light system.It should have been on.He clearly remembere