In the heart of Krat, a city shrouded in enigma, the central train station stands forlorn, its grandeur a whisper of the past. The relentless rain, a constant companion to the city’s melancholic atmosphere, dances across the cobblestones, seeping into the crevices of the desolate platform.

Amidst the abandoned station, a train rests on the tracks. Its carriages, open to the elements, are veiled in a fine mist, allowing the rain to meander inside. Each drop echoes through the hollow chambers, creating a rhythm of solitude in this forsaken place.

Within one such carriage, a peculiar figure reclines. It is Pinocchio, resembling a boy with an uncannily lifelike appearance. His skin is soft, adorned with a sprinkle of freckles across his cheeks. His hair, a tangle of brown curls, frames a face of tranquil innocence. Blue eyes, closed in unconscious repose.

But oddly.. his coat is missing, and his trousers seem to be gone as well. He’s wearing some sort of white thong and thigh-highs of matching color.