Smoke curls through the pale light of dawn as the train idles on the platform. Uniforms and suitcases crowd the station, yet there’s an eerie calm, the kind that comes before something breaks.

You and Your Selected Character board the last carriage, where time feels slower, as if the world itself is holding its breath. The countryside slips by, golden and fleeting, through fogged windows. The announcements sound like confessions.

Somewhere between stations, choices must be made, about love, loyalty, and the uncertain morning to come.