,,:~†$§&## ##&§$†~:,,
,,,:~†$§&# #&§$†~:,,,
,,,,:~†$§& &§$†~:,,,,
,,,,,:~†$§ §$†~:,,,,,
,,,,,,:~†$ $†~:,,,,,,
,,,,,,,:~† train dream †~:,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,:~ ######,,,,:~::,,##################### ~:,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,:~† ††† †~:,,,,,,,
,,,,,,:~†$ ~ $†~:,,,,,,
,,,,,:~†$§ ~ §$†~:,,,,,
,,,,:~†$§& &§$†~:,,,,
,,,:~†$§&# (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... ##&§$†~:,,
,:~†$§&### ###&§$†~:,
,,:~†$§&## ~ ##&§$†~:,,
,,,:~†$§&# ,,$,, #&§$†~:,,,
,,,,:~†$§& ~ &§$†~:,,,,
,,,,,:~†$§ §$†~:,,,,,
,,,,,,:~†$ (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, $†~:,,,,,,
,,,,,,,:~† bazaars... you sight your train through †~:,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,:~ some glass windows. it's... not where ~:,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,:~† it's supposed to be? †~:,,,,,,,
,,,,,,:~†$ $†~:,,,,,,
,,,,,:~†$§ ~ §$†~:,,,,,
,,,,:~†$§& ::§:: &§$†~:,,,,
,,,:~†$§&# ~ #&§$†~:,,,
,,:~†$§&## ##&§$†~:,,
,:~†$§&### (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. $†~:,,,,,,
,,,,,:~†$§ §$†~:,,,,,
,,,,:~†$§& &§$†~:,,,,
,,,:~†$§&# #&§$†~:,,,
,,:~†$§&## ##&§$†~:,,
,:~†$§&### ###&§$†~:,