Falsely Accused, I Started Plundering Monster Traits

"Wow. Is this a horror movie set?" Lin Yan muttered.

Blood streaked the tiles in long, uneven trails. The passengers killed during the chase lay among abandoned bags, broken phones and single shoes.

An open wallet lay beside one of them, several bills protruding from a tear in the leather.

Lin Yan’s eyes landed on the money.

Before the thought had fully formed, he was already crouching beside the body.

His fingers were almost touching the wallet when he stopped.

Wait. Safety first.

He raised the radio.

"Jason, can you see me right now?"

Static crackled briefly.

"Yeah. I can see you. Are you checking whether he’s still alive?"

Lin Yan paused.

He pressed two fingers against the man’s neck.

"Yeah. He’s dead."

Lin Yan looked at the money again.

Too bad.

Once the bodies were collected, the cash would probably end up in someone else’s pocket anyway.

He shook his head, stood and continued toward the train.

"System."

[Yes?]

"Are the remaining goblins all inside?"

[Kill them and you will know.]

Lin Yan looked at the open carriage door.

"Fine."

He continued forward.

The train stretched along the platform ahead, its open doors glowing red like wounds in the dark.

The metallic smell of blood grew stronger with every step. Beneath it hung the heavy, stifling odor of photinia blossoms.

Lin Yan stopped outside the nearest carriage.

Bloody handprints covered the metal frame. Four deep scratches ran down one side of the doorway and ended near the floor.

Someone had almost made it out.

He stepped inside.

The carriage had been crowded when the attack began.

Bodies covered the floor from one end to the other. Some remained folded across the seats. Others lay tangled together in the aisle, packed so tightly that there was barely enough room to place a foot between them.

Abandoned bags, broken phones and single shoes had disappeared beneath the dead. Blood coated the tiles in a dark, sticky layer.

Lin Yan picked his way forward on the edges of his boots, stepping over arms and between twisted legs. More than once, he had to turn sideways to avoid placing his weight on a chest or face.

A goblin corpse lay among them near the center of the carriage. Its throat had been torn open, and several human footprints had been stamped into its body.

The passengers must have managed to kill one before the rest were overwhelmed.

A few steps farther ahead, two living goblins were asleep beside what remained of a man.

One lay curled against the base of a seat, its head resting on the man’s ribs. The other had stretched itself across two seats with a child’s severed hand tucked beneath its chin.

Dried blood covered both goblins from mouth to chest. Their swollen stomachs rose and fell with slow breaths, and faint snores came from their open mouths.

Lin Yan looked at them.

"Sleeping well, huh?"

Lin Yan raised the hammer.

KRAAANG!

The carriage jolted beneath his feet.

Windows rattled in their frames. Every hanging strap swung at once, and the metallic crash rolled through the connecting doors, echoing from carriage to carriage.

The second goblin jolted upright with a shriek. The child’s severed hand slipped from beneath its chin and dropped into the blood.

It twisted toward the crash.

Two feet protruded from a crater in the floor, the only recognizable pieces left.

Blood, splintered bone and dark green flesh covered the surrounding seats. The rest had been driven into the buckled metal, filling the broken seams until there was no longer anything resembling a body.

It was still staring when Lin Yan lifted the hammer from the crater and swung again.

The hammer caught it across the side of the head. Its entire head exploded on impact. Blood burst into a fine red mist, and shards of bone and flesh sprayed across the carriage like a firework.

Warm blood spattered Lin Yan’s face and shirt.

He looked down at himself and grimaced.

"Ugh... Maybe I swung too hard."

The severed hand still lay where it had fallen, half-submerged in blood.

He bent down, picked it up and placed it on the nearest seat.

A shriek came from deeper inside the train.

Another answered from the carriage behind him.

Then the entire train erupted.

Feet pounded across metal floors. Weapons struck seats and doorframes. Screeches carried from carriage to carriage as the remaining goblins rushed toward the sound.

Lin Yan turned toward the open door and stepped back onto the platform.

Goblins began spilling out of the train.

One leaped from the next carriage. Three more followed from farther down. Doors along the platform filled with dark green figures, each carrying a stone blade, club or scavenged length of metal.

Lin Yan’s radio crackled.

"Lin Yan, there aren’t six," Jason said. "There are more coming out of the other carriages. A lot more."

"I can see them."

A seventh goblin jumped down.

Then an eighth.

"Get out of there," Jason said. "Now."

More kept emerging until fourteen goblins stood scattered across the platform.

They spread out, gradually closing the gaps between them.

Lin Yan rested the hammer against his shoulder.

Under the flickering red lights, the corners of his mouth slowly rose, baring white teeth in the dark.

"Just watch how it’s done."

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