There it was my stop, I walk out of the train and cluelessly search for an exit. I scanned the platform for as far as I could see but there was nothing so I just followed the crowd. The crowd violently stampeded for the exit. So I ran after them but then once i got up the long spiral staircase all the people were gone, ever single one.I approached  it then a man seemingly in his 60s asked for my ticket.”Here it is, where are all the people though?” I asked.”what people (cough)?” he said in a voice which made me consider the odds of him just dropping dead. I wasn’t in the mood to keep questioning him so I just handed him the ticket.

Afterwards I came out of the station and all I could see was just demolished buildings. I could see my guy just standing by a black 2015 BMW. So I approached him, he drove me for about 20 miles into a desert area. Then we made our stop at a forest in the middle of nowhere. There was a man standing there holding a pot containing a rare herb which had the capability to cure my mother of cancer. So i took it and dashed back to the station and onto the ‘ghost’ train. I returned home with the herbal medicine i opened my mothers mouth slowly and poured it into her mouth. Around 15 minutes later she was up and awake, I hugged her and expressed my love for her.