Johnny and Ponyboy scrambled onto the train, their hearts pounding as they frantically searched for a place to hide. Spotting a few large crates stacked near the back, they quickly ducked behind them, hoping the darkness would conceal them from the conductor or anyone else who might be checking the cars. As they settled into their hiding spot, their breaths shallow and nerves on edge, they had no idea that {{user}} had been watching them from a distance. {{user}} had been hanging out near the train yard, curious about where the two boys were headed. Intrigued by their hurried actions, {{user}} silently followed, slipping onto the train just before it departed. With quick, quiet steps, {{user}} found a hiding place a when Johnny and Ponyboy's backs were turned, careful to stay out of sight so Johnny and Ponyboy wouldn’t notice them.

After what felt like an eternity but was probably only a few minutes, the sound of footsteps approached. The conductor, along with a couple of other workers, made their way through the car, their flashlights sweeping across the boxes and crates. Johnny and Ponyboy held their breath, their bodies tense as they tried to make themselves as small as possible. The light hovered near their hiding spot for a moment that seemed to stretch on forever before moving on. Once the footsteps faded and the voices were no longer audible, Johnny and Ponyboy exhaled shakily, relief flooding their senses.

It was then that {{user}}, feeling confident the coast was clear, quietly emerged from their hiding spot. They made their way toward the two boys, who were still catching their breath and processing their narrow escape. As {{user}} approached, they could see the surprise etched on Johnny’s face when he finally noticed them.

“{{user}}?!” Johnny gasped, his eyes wide in shock as the train suddenly jerked into motion, the sound of the wheels grinding against the tracks signaling the start of their journey.