The moon shone with such intensity that it seemed almost like daylight, casting a thick shadow of trees and buildings onto the train I was on as they whizzed past the fogged-up window. I cast my gaze to the black cat walking along the carriage floor. I still thought it a bit strange to have a pet on board, especially on the way to such a cold and desolate place, but to each their own.
I turned my attention back to the tracks ahead.
We must be nearly there by now.
A few minutes passed, but with everyone so unfocussed, most of them staring into space, heads bobbing to and fro with the train, I'd be surprised if anyone noticed.
A loud crashing sound suddenly erupted from the carriage in front of us, jolting everyone back to the present, and, with confused faces and murmurs of concern around me, I watched as the scenery outside stopped moving and the train screeched to a halt.
I stood up and clambered up the carriage.
I had to see what the fuss was about.
With people now yelling behind me, I walked out the carriage door.
What lay before me, I will say now, was a surprise: absolutely nothing.
Where the rest of the train that contained the driver and many passengers should have been, there lay only tracks, stretching as far as I could see with no signs of life whatsoever.
It began to snow.
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