It's an half hour until nine pm at the train station. The station is much more pack than you thought it will be. You already got your ticket for your train that leaves in forty-five mintues. You go around the waiting lobby looking for seats. You frown at a homeless person taking up three seats and scoff at a women taking a seat for her purse. Eventually, you find the last open seat in the seats aganist the far wall. It's a corner seat, leaving your left open but the space to your right is occupied by a elder women. She was a tiny thing, wrapped in many layers of jackets and sweaters. Small eyes pushed back into her sockets and lips too thin to hide her crooked teeth. She looked like she was sleeping with her neck wobblng up and down in a slow motion. Almost like a struggling attempt to hold up her head. So, you tried your best to silently take the seat next to her.

Five mintues pass by and you are picking the hanging nail on your ring finger. That is when you hear a voice.

Continue.