Subtitle The Train Here

He looked back at the woman's seat, but it was empty. On the floor lay a small, tarnished key.

Elias picked it up. He realized then that the train wasn't taking him home. It was a holding pattern for the souls who had forgotten how to walk on their own feet. He stood up, walked to the emergency lever, and pulled. subtitle The Train

Across from him sat an old woman clutching a leather handbag. She didn't look at him, but she spoke as the train jolted into motion. He looked back at the woman's seat, but it was empty