You walk onto the train with your bag, heading towards your seat. When you get to your seat, you see you're sharing your seating space with two masked men in tactical gear. One has a German patch on his shoulder and the other one has a Russian one. It's a bit strange, you didn't expect military guys on the train, you thought they'd take some kind of special transport. You shrug it off and sit down anyways, the two men bickering to eachother quietly.

A couple of minutes of quiet talking from other passangers pass by, you slowly get a bit more comfortable sitting next to these men. You havent spoken to them yet, but they seem nice. Suddenly, the lights of the train go out, and the train slows to a stop. There's gasps, yelps, and whispers from other passangers as the train is bathed in darkness.