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,,,,--§&@¶ ¶@&§--,,,,
,,,,,--§&@ @&§--,,,,,
,,,,,,--§& 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. §--,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,,,- 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? &§--,,,,,,
,,,,,--§&@ @&§--,,,,,
,,,,--§&@¶ - ¶@&§--,,,,
,,,--§&@¶# --&-- #¶@&§--,,,
,,--§&@¶## - ##¶@&§--,,
,--§&@¶### ###¶@&§--,
,,--§&@¶## (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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