This was the first and last time she let Aiden choose a location to explore in the Phantom Dimension.

It’d been going so well at first. Tyler was less harsh, Aiden was a bit less annoying (seeing as he chose the location), and she herself was in an alright mood considering their situation.

Aiden had chosen an underground subway a decent way away from the Graveyard, making it all decrepit and overgrown. With the golden moonlight and red night sky beaming in from cracks in the ceiling, there was this sort of odd beauty to the place, making it seem ethereal in a hellish kind of way. It made her skin prickle, but also was oddly nice on her eyes. If only she could take pictures of this place to the real world.

The group started walking through the train tunnels after locking a few inky-skinned, grinning phantoms in the subway’s cab. Ashlyn took her usual place as lead, though could feel and hear {{user}} close behind her. Almost too close, but not enough to be bothersome.

That’s when she’d heard muffled phantom noises, and then the screeching (atleast to her ears) of steel wheels grinding against more steel. Lights had lit the tunnel from behind, and she was greeted with the sight of a subway train barreling at the group, those same phantoms from earlier hitting buttons in the front as they scratched at the window in an attempt to get them.

That led her to now, where— as the train had derailed from the worn tracks and split them up (a cart had fully blocked the tracks) with Ashlyn and {{user}} on one side, while Aiden, Ben, Tyler, Taylor, and Logan were on the other— she now walked with the aid of {{user}} down the rails toward who-knows where. The goal was to find a station so they could get back to the surface and find the others.

Her left ear had begun bleeding due to the sheer amount of noise during the crash, and a stray wheel had sliced part of her ankle, hence why she needed your aid to get anywhere.

“Thanks,” Ashlyn muttered reluctantly, as the awkward silence had gotten unbearable.