Followed by the Chaotic Creature
Ghost Train

"We're sorry!" the driver's voice from the microphone was heard again, "Because repairs take a long time, so we ask passengers to get out of the train and follow the officer's directions to the next station."

As soon as the train door opened I immediately jumped out rushing away from the carriage. While occasionally glancing back hoping 'he' doesn't follow me.

I mingled with the crowd to find safety. Luckily the train stopped not far from the station. So I didn't walk too far to get there.

Arriving at the station, the platform is crowded with prospective passengers. As soon as the train arrived all scrambled to get in. Because the train was held long enough passengers so piled up at the station. It's gonna be hard for me to get the next train.

I started combing around the station hoping there was another train I could ride home. There is usually more than one line for the same train destination.

I walked to a rather quiet platform. While paying attention to the dependent majors make sure the majors are not wrong.

"It's better than the previous platform." Thought. See the number of passengers waiting less than the previous platform.

As soon as the train arrived I directly broke through among the jostling passengers. I finally got in. I looked out of the car. About 10 people were still left on the platform.The tired-looking faces paled expressionlessly.

Door closes. The train drove back.

The carriage was crowded by passengers but there was still enough room for me to breathe.

Fortunately, there are five more stations. So there is no problem if you have to stand among the passengers.

Suddenly something fell right in front of my feet. It seemed to belong to the black-clothed man in front of me, who was standing on my back.

"Sir, someone's fallen!" I told him but he didn't bully.

I crouched down to grab the thing to help her. Something round the size of a large marble.

"What's this?"

When I noticed I almost screamed but I held back. I smothered my mouth swallowing back the sound, holding my breath. With fear flooding into me. Looking around hoping no one noticed.

I looked back at the round thing on my right palm.

Eyeballs! It's real! I am not hallucinating!

The man in front patted my shoulder. He stretched out his hand as if asking for the thing I picked up earlier.

Stupid me! That thing is still in my hands. If someone else had thrown it away.

With trembling hands I gave it to the man in front of me. Trying to get up with limp feet.

"Thank you" said the man and turned around. His voice gave me goosebumps. I nodded with my left hand still closing my mouth and nose. Now I know what smell has been poking my nose since. The smell of the rancid mixed with the stench. My stomach's nauseous. I want to puke but I'm holding back.

I slowly stepped back to the door of the train. I accidentally nudged the woman next to me who was on my back. His almost severed head fell behind his back.

"no! whoever helps me." I scream helplessly in my heart, watching this.

He looked very angry and a little growled. His glaring eyes almost escaped from his face. I bowed a few times apologizing. Finally he ignored me and fixed his head.

Slowly I managed to pull over to the carriage door. I looked back at the passengers, pale faces like corpses in shabby clothes filled with bloodstains.

"I'm sure I confirmed it before boarding, so why is this happening?! How could I be stuck in a carriage filled with ghosts!" my grunts were upset in my heart, condemning all today's events.

I hope this hard day passes soon. I hope once I wake up everything goes back to normal like nothing happened. But my hope was dashed when I looked out the window. A sight that seemed foreign to me.

I don't even know where I'm taking it. I swallowed the despair.

After a while passed, I finally heard the train was going to stop at the next station. I don't know where it is. But it's better than staying here with them.

I rushed down from the train as soon as the door opened. I turned around and saw the boy I met this morning. Wearing a yellow hooded sweater, stand between them. He waved his hand at me just before the carriage door closed and slid away.

"Evil!" kurukutku upset. "I gave you Candy and you replied to her with all this?! I'm not gonna give you any more candy! I won't!"

My gaze turned to the building called this station. The building looks old in contrast to other stations. The station consists of only two platforms.

I walked along a long platform without anyone. Some of the lights were turned off, the rest were left on.

"Where is this?"

I noticed a sign hanging in the sky. But the faint light and the fading writing made it hard to read.

I walked towards the information post hoping there was still someone I could ask.

The door was locked and there was no one inside as I peeked through the window.

I sit in a chair. Take a break while checking my phone. The clock shows at 22:30.

'How long have I been trapped on the train? Huff! At least this place is real, ' I thought glancing at the location detected on my phone. Although this place is quite far from my destination.

I tried to book an online taxi or taxi. Unfortunately, all failed after a long wait.

I'm too tired to think. While sitting down, I straightened my darkened legs since then.

"Having a night at the station might not be a bad idea" I said half in despair. I doubt there is a train passing by.

I hope nothing bad will come up. I'm too tired to run. Unfortunately that hope betrayed me when I heard the sound of footsteps echoing from the dark passageway.

I fell silent while gathering all my courage. The sound of his steps drew closer. A man in uniform came out from behind a shadow. He approached me.

"Where are you from?" Ask.

I looked at him doubtfully. His face is not clear. But from his voice he looked friendly. An old man with a small face and a little hair on his head who was almost bald.

Is he a real person? station attendant? why is he alone? or the..

The man was still watching me waiting for my answer.

"Don't know, sir? It seems I got the wrong train and got here." I replied lethargic.

"What time does the reverse train come, sir?" I asked behind the old man who looked like this station attendant. While he was watching me back.

"Sir?"