The first thing I saw was a crimson pulsation.

Thump, thump, thump.

Only then did I realize that I had collided with something.

Splat.

With a brief, wet sound, my body landed on something sticky and viscous.

A foul stench.

In the next moment, I recognized it as the putrid odor of decaying protein.

The chunks of flesh scattered around me clung to my body, pulsating in a sickly red rhythm.

Whooosh!

A gust of wind blew past me as the high-speed train I had been riding roared by, leaving behind a deafening noise and immense pressure.

The train disappeared …