Xiao Han woke up from the train and found suitcases scattered all around him, and a bucket of instant noodles was still steaming, but there was no one except him. It was dark all around, and the running train was the god of death. A game? Or the entrance to hell? Xiao Han walks towards the end of the train step by step, and is swallowed by endless darkness. What will be waiting for him? Death Fishing")