,~~/**$¤#@ @#¤$**/~~,
,~~/*$¤#@# #@#¤$*/~~,
,~~/*$$¤## ##¤$$*/~~,
,~~/*$¤### ###¤$*/~~,
,~~/*$#@## ##@#$*/~~,
,~~/*$#@## Train Dream ##@#$*/~~,
,,~~~/*¤## ######,,,,~~~~,,##################### ##¤*/~~~,,
,,,,~~***¤ /// ¤***~~,,,,
,,,~~/$$## ~ ##$$/~~,,,
,~~/*$¤@## ~ ##@¤$*/~~,
,~~/**$¤## ##¤$**/~~,
,~~/*$¤#@@ (Situation) @@#¤$*/~~,
,~~/*$¤@## ##@¤$*/~~,
,~~/*$¤#@# You Find Yourself In A Rift - A #@#¤$*/~~,
,,,,,,~/$¤ Clearing, Narrow But Immeasurably Long. ¤$/~,,,,,,
,~~/*$¤#@# To Your Sides Are Walls Made Of Trees, #@#¤$*/~~,
,,,,~//$¤¤ Thick And Ready To Swallow You. The Sun ¤¤$//~,,,,
,,,,,~**¤¤ 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 ¤*///~~,,,
,,,,,,~/$¤ Pitch Black Inside. ¤$/~,,,,,,
,,,,,~/$#@ @#$/~,,,,,
,,,,,,~/$# #$/~,,,,,,
,~~/*$¤### ###¤$*/~~,
,,,,,~**¤# #¤**~,,,,,
,~~///$¤## ##¤$///~~,