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,,,^-*%%&¤ Train Dream ¤&%%*-^,,,
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,,,,,,^*&¤ *** ¤&*^,,,,,,
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,^-**%&¤@@ @@¤&%**-^,
,^-*%&¤¤¤@ (Situation) @¤¤¤&%*-^,
,^---***%¤ ¤%***---^,
,,,^-%&¤¤¤ 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) ##@@¤&%*-^
,,,^^^*&&¤ ¤&&*^^^,,,
^-*%&¤@@## 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) @&&**^,,,,
,,,,^^--%¤ ¤%--^^,,,,
,,,^^--%¤@ 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... ##@@¤&%*-,
,^-*%&¤@@# #@@¤&%*-^,
,^-*%&¤@@# 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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