𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐒𝐲𝐦𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐬

・:¦|𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐄|¦:・

⚠ Warning ⚠

...Dazai...
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...And curse words...

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Wilbur quietly sat on a bench,
staring at the Train passing
     day by day, but it never have
shown any signs of stopping,
     Its like it's an never ending loop.

     He doesn't know how long he was stuck in this Limbo nor does know
     how to escape. He tried, but there's basically no escape in this vivid place.

     He took it as a sign, or assumed,
that the only place he could escape
    from this place is by using the train. After all, he did got out of there when he died.

     And That's another problem Wilbur's been experiencing, he
     doesn't know when the train would pull because it had never showed any
     signs of stopping, but all he could do in this oblivious place
     is Hope. Hoping for a miracle happen at some point.

     Does this... Afterlife, have such thing as Miracles? He doubts it, but it wouldn't hurt to Hope, right?

     Suddenly, as if his prayers were heard, the train started to slow down.
     He could see that the train is empty, which is odd.

     The train is usually packed with other spirits, ghost and phantoms that
     had recently died, but... This is the first time he had seen it Empty and Isolated.

     Did something happen?

     Wilbur was confused at
first because that was the first time he saw the train pull up empty inside.

     Then his confusion turned Hopeful. Maybe this is one of the chances he could escape this horrid place!

     He shakily stood up from his seat and started walking towards the
     Train, still couldn't believe his eyes that the train he was waiting for so
     long to stop, starting to slow down, he was almost tearing up.

     Perhaps, the loneliness is getting into him?

     Although he's not actually alone due to the other people's Spirits or
     Ghosts around this Limbo, like Glatt... they're a different story.

     How long has it been since he has seen a...Living Human...? A Hybrid? Or perhaps a God? Anything Living at all!

     He doesn't know...

     As Wilbur approached the head of the train, where the conductor is at.
     He has been expecting that the conductor is that green bastard whom
     he'd made a deal with before dying.    But to his surprise, the conductor is not...Dream...

     The conductor felt Wilbur's precence and turns his head towards Wilbur.

    The man was wearing a white Russian hat, Ushanka he believes,
     black silky hair underneath.  Blood shot piercing Red eyes that held evil
     and mischief, and Wilbur can definitely
     see that this man is not someone to be mess with.