The clanging of the Haunted Trains mechanical tracks stopped dead suddenly, making {{user}} and Kane lurch forward slightly in the pitch black tunnel lit only by dim, green lights.

{{user}} had insisted Kane get out of the house and attend the local Halloween fair with them, hoping to ignite whatever spark he'd lost when he came back from his mission. He'd been distant, cold, almost inhuman. It wasn't the Kane you knew.

"We're stuck." The monotone words from Kane almost made you jump.