,,,,,~~$§¶ ¶§$~~,,,,,
,,~*$§§§@¶ ¶@§§§$*~,,
,,,,,~$@@# #@@$~,,,,,
,,,,,,~$§@ @§$~,,,,,,
,,,,,,~$@@ @@$~,,,,,,
,,,,,,,~$@ Train Dream @$~,,,,,,,
,,~*$§@¶¶# ######,,,,,~,,,,##################### #¶¶@§$*~,,
,,~*$§@¶## *** ##¶@§$*~,,
,,~*$§@¶## ~ ##¶@§$*~,,
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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 @§*,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,~$@ Is Nowhere To Be Seen, But Nontheless @$~,,,,,,,
,,~*$§@### It Is Very Bright - The Air Feels Light ###@§$*~,,
,,~*$§@¶## Blue, Almost White. ##¶@§$*~,,
,,~*$§@¶## ##¶@§$*~,,
,,,,,,~~$@ Along The Span Of The Clearing Lay Two @$~~,,,,,,
,,,,~*$@¶¶ Parallel SilverY Lines, Dark Hard ¶¶@$*~,,,,
,,~*$§@¶## Metal. Somehow You Can See How Heavy ##¶@§$*~,,
,,,,,~$$@@ They Are. @@$$~,,,,,
,,,,**§@¶¶ ¶¶@§**,,,,
,,~*$§@¶¶# They Emit A High Pitched Whine... #¶¶@§$*~,,
,,~*$§@¶## ##¶@§$*~,,
,,~*$§@¶## ~ ##¶@§$*~,,
,,~*$§@¶## ,,$,, ##¶@§$*~,,
,,,,,~$$§¶ ~ ¶§$$~,,,,,
,,,,,~$§¶# #¶§$~,,,,,
,,~*$§@¶## (Situation) ##¶@§$*~,,
,,~*$§@¶## ##¶@§$*~,,
,,,,,*$§¶¶ Youre At The Train station, On A ¶¶§$*,,,,,
,,~*$$§§§@ Catwalk Above The Rails. Your Train Is @§§§$$*~,,
,,~*$@¶### Late, Or You Are Late To The Train. ###¶@$*~,,
,,~*$§@¶## It'S A Summer Afternoon And The Station ##¶@§$*~,,
,,~~~**$@¶ Is Busy, Full Of Relaxed Confidence. ¶@$**~~~,,
,,~*$§@¶## ##¶@§$*~,,
,,~*$§@¶## You'Re In High Spirits, Although A Bit ##¶@§$*~,,
,,~*$§@¶## Stressed About The Time, While Moving ##¶@§$*~,,
,,~*$$$$@# Up The Stairs To Your Platform. The #@$$$$*~,,
,,~*$§¶### Station Is In Several Levels, All ###¶§$*~,,
,,~*$§@¶## Placed Within Eachother By Some ##¶@§$*~,,
,,~*$§@¶## Intelligent Designer, And Full Of ##¶@§$*~,,
,,,,,,~*§@ Stairs, ElevatorS, ShortcutS, @§*~,,,,,,
,,,,~$$§@@ 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, @$$****~,,
,,~*$§@¶## With Great Glassless Window Holes ##¶@§$*~,,
,,~*$§@¶## Looking Out The Way You Came. It Is ##¶@§$*~,,
,,~*$§¶### Pitch Black Inside. ###¶§$*~,,
,,~*$§@¶## ##¶@§$*~,,
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,,~*$§@¶¶# #¶¶@§$*~,,
,,,,,~$§§@ @§§$~,,,,,
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