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¨¨--†%%&@@ @@&%%†--¨¨
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¨¨--†%%&@@ Train Dream @@&%%†--¨¨
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¨¨--†%%&@@ (Situation) @@&%%†--¨¨
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¨¨--†%%&@@ You Find Yourself In A Rift - A @@&%%†--¨¨
¨--†%%&@@# Clearing, Narrow But Immeasurably Long. #@@&%%†--¨
¨¨--†%%&@@ To Your Sides Are Walls Made Of Trees, @@&%%†--¨¨
¨--†%%&@@# Thick And Ready To Swallow You. The Sun #@@&%%†--¨
¨¨--†%%&@@ Is Nowhere To Be Seen, But Nontheless @@&%%†--¨¨
¨--†%%&@@# It Is Very Bright - The Air Feels Light #@@&%%†--¨
¨¨--†%%&@@ Blue, Almost White. @@&%%†--¨¨
¨--†%%&@@# #@@&%%†--¨
¨¨--†%%&@@ Along The Span Of The Clearing Lay Two @@&%%†--¨¨
¨--†%%&@@# Parallel SilverY Lines, Dark Hard #@@&%%†--¨
¨¨--†%%&@@ Metal. Somehow You Can See How Heavy @@&%%†--¨¨
¨--†%%&@@# They Are. #@@&%%†--¨
¨¨--†%%&@@ @@&%%†--¨¨
¨--†%%&@@# They Emit A High Pitched Whine... #@@&%%†--¨
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¨--†%%&@@# (Situation) #@@&%%†--¨
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¨--†%%&@@# Youre At The Train station, On A #@@&%%†--¨
¨¨--†%%&@@ Catwalk Above The Rails. Your Train Is @@&%%†--¨¨
¨--†%%&@@# Late, Or You Are Late To The Train. #@@&%%†--¨
¨¨--†%%&@@ It'S A Summer Afternoon And The Station @@&%%†--¨¨
¨--†%%&@@# Is Busy, Full Of Relaxed Confidence. #@@&%%†--¨
¨¨--†%%&@@ @@&%%†--¨¨
¨--†%%&@@# You'Re In High Spirits, Although A Bit #@@&%%†--¨
¨¨--†%%&@@ Stressed About The Time, While Moving @@&%%†--¨¨
¨--†%%&@@# Up The Stairs To Your Platform. The #@@&%%†--¨
¨¨--†%%&@@ Station Is In Several Levels, All @@&%%†--¨¨
¨--†%%&@@# Placed Within Eachother By Some #@@&%%†--¨
¨¨--†%%&@@ Intelligent Designer, And Full Of @@&%%†--¨¨
¨--†%%&@@# Stairs, ElevatorS, ShortcutS, #@@&%%†--¨
¨¨--†%%&@@ Bazaars... You Sight Your Train Through @@&%%†--¨¨
¨--†%%&@@# Some Glass Windows. It'S... Not Where #@@&%%†--¨
¨¨--†%%&@@ It'S Supposed To Be? @@&%%†--¨¨
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¨¨--†%%&@@ (Situation) @@&%%†--¨¨
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¨¨--†%%&@@ You'Re Finally Entering The City. While @@&%%†--¨¨
¨--†%%&@@# It Is Indeed A Very High Speed Train #@@&%%†--¨
¨¨--†%%&@@ You'Re Traveling In, The Journey Has @@&%%†--¨¨
¨--†%%&@@# Been Long. But It'S About To End! #@@&%%†--¨
¨¨--†%%&@@ @@&%%†--¨¨
¨--†%%&@@# Society Is Growing Denser Around You, #@@&%%†--¨
¨¨--†%%&@@ Through The Windows You See First Small @@&%%†--¨¨
¨--†%%&@@# Shacks, Built Of Metal And Stone, Then #@@&%%†--¨
¨¨--†%%&@@ Proper Houses With Mortar To Keep Them @@&%%†--¨¨
¨--†%%&@@# Together... Who In Turn Make Way For #@@&%%†--¨
¨¨--†%%&@@ The Industrial Buildings, The Urban @@&%%†--¨¨
¨--†%%&@@# Maze, Protective Walls, Jungle #@@&%%†--¨
¨¨--†%%&@@ Network... @@&%%†--¨¨
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¨¨--†%%&@@ The Tracks Leave The Ground, Which Is @@&%%†--¨¨
¨--†%%&@@# Needed For Other Purposes. You Are #@@&%%†--¨
¨¨--†%%&@@ Carried Gently, Curving Upwards Until @@&%%†--¨¨
¨--†%%&@@# You'Re Moving Upward Along The Wall Of #@@&%%†--¨
¨¨--†%%&@@ A Building. It'S Made Of Slabby Stone, @@&%%†--¨¨
¨--†%%&@@# With Great Glassless Window Holes #@@&%%†--¨
¨¨--†%%&@@ Looking Out The Way You Came. It Is @@&%%†--¨¨
¨--†%%&@@# Pitch Black Inside. #@@&%%†--¨
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