&§^^,,,,,, ,,,,,,^^§&
&§%%=,,,,, ,,,,,=%%§&
@§%^^,,,,, ,,,,,^^%§@
#@@&§%^=,, ,,=^%§&@@#
@&&&§%^=,, ,,=^%§&&&@
##@&§%^=,, 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... ,,,,,=%&&@
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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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#@@&§%^=,, ,,=^%§&@@#