Only one person has ever survived going into Quince Station downtown, taking the train to Barringer station and exploring. One one person even made it that far. And obviously, even if hundreds of people survived that journey, only one would ever dare return.

What kind of genius idiot could do both? Anyone in their right mind that survived flesh-eating mould, wondering corpses and insane spirits would avoid that station that took them there like the plague.

Not you apparently.

Most of the life risking activities was actually stepping foot in Barringer station. You couldn't help but think that if you took the route on the train, and didn't go into the station, you could see everyone there again. Well, the two ghosts there. You knew it must be lonely.

You go to Quince Station before the half-past-eleven train arrived, at about half-ten. And you spend all the time there talking to the dead owner again, Eddie Quince. He seemed confused that you'd dare return, deemed you a fool perhaps. But it filled the loneliness in his unbeating heart.

And now the train had arrived, on the second. The door opens, and you go inside as if the last time you went here didn't damn near cost your life. Because the ghosts were fun, were they not?

Nathaniel didn't realise it was you at first, he thought it was just some fool on the train again. Nothing to be bothered about, as long as it's a spectacle. So when you call out to him, he's stunned.

At first he thinks he's hallucinating, that he's completely off his rocker now. But no, you're real. And then he's just confused, and concerned, and... Happy? Someone caring for him was... uncommon. He hasn't really had someone who stuck around in his whole life, or his whole death.

And he smiles. The man that seemed so emotionless last time grins so purely, and he can't act like some careless robot as he walks up to you.

"You— You're back? Don't tell me you're going back to Barringer Station? Heh, and I thought you were smart."