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$*\-:,,,,, Train Dream ,,,,,:-\*$
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$*\-:,,,,, You Find Yourself In A Rift - A ,,,,,:-\*$
*\-:,,,,,, Clearing, Narrow But Immeasurably Long. ,,,,,,:-\*
$*\-:,,,,, To Your Sides Are Walls Made Of Trees, ,,,,,:-\*$
@$*\-:,,,, Thick And Ready To Swallow You. The Sun ,,,,:-\*$@
@@$*\-:,,, Is Nowhere To Be Seen, But Nontheless ,,,:-\*$@@
@@@$*\-:,, It Is Very Bright - The Air Feels Light ,,:-\*$@@@
#@@@$*\-:, Blue, Almost White. ,:-\*$@@@#
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@@$*\-:,,, Along The Span Of The Clearing Lay Two ,,,:-\*$@@
@$*\-:,,,, Parallel SilverY Lines, Dark Hard ,,,,:-\*$@
$*\-:,,,,, Metal. Somehow You Can See How Heavy ,,,,,:-\*$
*\-:,,,,,, They Are. ,,,,,,:-\*
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@$*\-:,,,, They Emit A High Pitched Whine... ,,,,:-\*$@
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*\-:,,,,,, Youre At The Train station, On A ,,,,,,:-\*
$*\-:,,,,, Catwalk Above The Rails. Your Train Is ,,,,,:-\*$
@$*\-:,,,, Late, Or You Are Late To The Train. ,,,,:-\*$@
@@$*\-:,,, It'S A Summer Afternoon And The Station ,,,:-\*$@@
@@@$*\-:,, Is Busy, Full Of Relaxed Confidence. ,,:-\*$@@@
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@@@$*\-:,, You'Re In High Spirits, Although A Bit ,,:-\*$@@@
@@$*\-:,,, Stressed About The Time, While Moving ,,,:-\*$@@
@$*\-:,,,, Up The Stairs To Your Platform. The ,,,,:-\*$@
$*\-:,,,,, Station Is In Several Levels, All ,,,,,:-\*$
*\-:,,,,,, Placed Within Eachother By Some ,,,,,,:-\*
$*\-:,,,,, Intelligent Designer, And Full Of ,,,,,:-\*$
@$*\-:,,,, Stairs, ElevatorS, ShortcutS, ,,,,:-\*$@
@@$*\-:,,, Bazaars... You Sight Your Train Through ,,,:-\*$@@
@@@$*\-:,, Some Glass Windows. It'S... Not Where ,,:-\*$@@@
#@@@$*\-:, It'S Supposed To Be? ,:-\*$@@@#
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@@$*\-:,,, You'Re Finally Entering The City. While ,,,:-\*$@@
@@@$*\-:,, It Is Indeed A Very High Speed Train ,,:-\*$@@@
#@@@$*\-:, You'Re Traveling In, The Journey Has ,:-\*$@@@#
@@@$*\-:,, Been Long. But It'S About To End! ,,:-\*$@@@
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@$*\-:,,,, Society Is Growing Denser Around You, ,,,,:-\*$@
$*\-:,,,,, Through The Windows You See First Small ,,,,,:-\*$
*\-:,,,,,, Shacks, Built Of Metal And Stone, Then ,,,,,,:-\*
$*\-:,,,,, Proper Houses With Mortar To Keep Them ,,,,,:-\*$
@$*\-:,,,, Together... Who In Turn Make Way For ,,,,:-\*$@
@@$*\-:,,, The Industrial Buildings, The Urban ,,,:-\*$@@
@@@$*\-:,, Maze, Protective Walls, Jungle ,,:-\*$@@@
#@@@$*\-:, Network... ,:-\*$@@@#
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@@$*\-:,,, The Tracks Leave The Ground, Which Is ,,,:-\*$@@
@$*\-:,,,, Needed For Other Purposes. You Are ,,,,:-\*$@
$*\-:,,,,, Carried Gently, Curving Upwards Until ,,,,,:-\*$
*\-:,,,,,, 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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