You decide to look for another way home. There's no point hanging around waiting for a bus that will probably never come. You gather up your schoolbag, sling it over your shoulder, and trudge off down the road. In all reality though, you have no idea where you're heading.
You consider hailing a taxi and getting home that way, but when you try to pull one up they all zoom past, barely noticing you. You shout angrily after each one and try to think of another solution. The clouds are turning ominously dark, so you know you'll have to hurry.
You suddenly smell a familiar odor. A thick scent of grease and scorched wood. It's bitter to your nostrils and seems like an abomination to the air. You take a deep sniff, trying to figure out what exactly the offending odor is, and choke upon inhaling it.
"It's smoke!" you splutter. "I must be near a train station!"
An idea suddenly springs to your mind. You could take the train home!
But there's only one problem. You've never been on a train before. Your mad old grandma Edna has told you enough times about what awful contraptions trains are, so you're a bit wary.
But you need to get home.
If you want to continue walking home, go to Chapter Four.
If you want to catch a train despite your anxiety, go to Chapter Five.

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Twist and Shout (Choose Your Own Adventure)
FanfictionThe year is 1964, and you have to get home from work. There are all sorts of possibilities and adventures for you to choose... and not all of them end well. My first go at a "Choose Your Own Adventure"! I hope you like it! :D (COMPLETED)