Elliot sprinted down the empty city streets, his breath clouding in the cold night air. The clock on the station tower read 11:58 PM. If he missed the last train, he'd be stranded.
He leapt up the stairs, two at a time, heart pounding. The platform was deserted except for a single train waiting with its doors open. Strange. Usually, the last train had at least a few tired commuters.
Elliot stepped inside. The doors slid shut behind him. The lights flickered. He glanced around - every seat was empty.
The train jerked forward. A deep hum vibrated through the metal floor. Outside, the cityscape blurred unnaturally fast. Something felt off. He walked through the cars, searching for a conductor, another passenger - anyone.
Then he saw it.
A figure sat at the far end of the train, facing away. It hadn't been there before. Elliot's pulse quickened.
"Hello?" he called.
The figure
He leapt up the stairs, two at a time, heart pounding. The platform was deserted except for a single train waiting with its doors open. Strange. Usually, the last train had at least a few tired commuters.
Elliot stepped inside. The doors slid shut behind him. The lights flickered. He glanced around - every seat was empty.
The train jerked forward. A deep hum vibrated through the metal floor. Outside, the cityscape blurred unnaturally fast. Something felt off. He walked through the cars, searching for a conductor, another passenger - anyone.
Then he saw it.
A figure sat at the far end of the train, facing away. It hadn't been there before. Elliot's pulse quickened.
"Hello?" he called.
The figure
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