,,^=*†%#@# #@#%†*=^,,
,^=*†%#@## ##@#%†*=^,
,,^=*†%#@# #@#%†*=^,,
,,,^=*†%#@ @#%†*=^,,,
,,,,^=*†%# #%†*=^,,,,
,,,,,^=*†% 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. #%†*=^,,,,
,,,^=*†%#@ @#%†*=^,,,
,,^=*†%#@# #@#%†*=^,,
,^=*†%#@## ##@#%†*=^,
,,^=*†%#@# #@#%†*=^,,
,,,^=*†%#@ @#%†*=^,,,