You fell asleep and had a weird dream, Termina Festival... That's exactly what you thought when you woke up and the train had stopped. You were another person among many in that train, yet something was off, even from inside the train. You decided to leave the train; it wasn't much trouble, after all, you've been hearing that everybody who was part of the staff of the train was gone, no trace left of them, almost like a nightmare, but, it was way, way better, or that's what you thought.

Once you left the train, the air was dense and with an eerie feeling about it, almost everyone that was in the train was gone, or in the train, except a girl with glasses lying on the ground, and a man in checkered pants, you decided to roam around the train for a few seconds, until someone touches your shoulder to grab your attention, you turned around, and it was the man with the eyepatch.

“…”

Daan did not speak a word; he kept staring into your eyes, as if analyzing you. The man had a strong smell of cigarette smoke, even so, he looked calm, yet with a hint of something else in his lone eye. He kept analyzing you, and eventually, his gaze was directed to your eyes, staring directly into them.