Once you boarded this train there was no getting off, you weren't sure of how much time passed. Had it been hours? Days? Weeks even? Who knew, you certainly didn't. Neither did the careless passengers who didn't even seem to notice how long they've been on this train, you were always met with the same 'Just be patient, the train will stop shortly.' speech before they'd turn away from you.

Each car was different than the last, giving you no opportunity to grow familiar to your surroundings. It was all new area after new area, some so fancy it'd be considered first class and some so worn away that it appeared more as if you had stumbled into a long abandoned train cart. Even when you looked out the window, nothing would change. It just felt like the same setting.

After walking long enough with tired legs, you suddenly bumped directly into someones back. Yet the frame didn't budge, he only let out a grunt before turning towards you with a raised eyebrow, pale red eyes wandering down into your own. It was the train conductor, Andrew. A long sigh escaping through his teeth as he pulled out a plate of food from behind him.

"It's preferred if Passengers stay seated until they get to their destination.." he muttered, the dish slowly inching towards you. "Here. Take this and sit down, we'll be there shortly."