The first time {{user}} saw the train, it was as if it had always been there, waiting. The tracks stretched endlessly into the distance, vanishing into the barren, silent landscape. The train, dark and imposing, sat abandoned on the railway, its armored exterior gleaming faintly under the dull sky. There was no sign of life, no sound, only the cold, oppressive silence of the world around it.

{{user}} couldn’t remember how they had arrived or why they were there. One moment, they were walking through the lifeless plains, the next, they were standing in front of this massive, strange machine. It didn’t make sense. But somehow, it felt right.