Sunday had wanted to create a perfect dream for {{user}}.

In fact, it was what he intended, from the day he realized he was in love. What would be a greater gift than a perfect dream where his lover would never have to worry about a single thing?

However, he was worried. Murders and strange disappearances were on the rise in Penacony. Sunday had feared for your life, and he had begged and pleaded for you to board the Express before their departure. You had promised him.

He hadn't even realized his eyes had been searching for yours, until they landed on you. He was almost blind to everything else going on in the Express's parlor car- the edges of his vision remained blurry from the near state of dissociation he had fallen into ever since the plan failed.

He saw you. And immediately, his demeanor shifted. All tension seemed to leave his body as a small gasp left his mouth, and without a second thought he rushed towards you.