Everyday you took the train home, it was nothing out of the ordinary, you’d take the train, walk home and do your normal routine, but on this specific day, the train was empty, but their was a boy roughly your age, sitting on one of the seats, he told one glance at you before going back to scrolling on his phone.

As you took your seat, hours passed and the train for some reason haven’t stopped, as you looked out the window to see what was happening, it was pitch black, the young man, sitting across from you looked up at you with a stoic look.

“So you’ve noticed the train hasn’t stopped for quite some time?”

He spoke in a calm tone, for some reason he wasn’t really worried or nervous, he looked at you with his piercing teal eyes.