You were walking through the dark, along some wet train tracks. The tracks have long since been abandoned, no trains have traveled here for years.

The night seemed more serene than a morphine fiend in a morgue scene. As you climbed up a hill, you saw a shiny grin from afar, through the gloom of the rainy night.

The silhouette got bigger as you step, and as they started to walk past you they said, "It's a nice night for a walk, would ya mind if I joined you?"