Wonderland - TyThan Oneshots

Suicide train

SUICIDE TRAIN

Don't worry, it's not actually suicides. There isn't even blood.

Thanks for Marvelgirly for providing me from pictures

He put on his new hat with the logo of the station on it. He happily walked towards the station, looking forward to his new job. He had been accepted as a conductor. Ever since he was a kid trains had been his greatest passion. So Tyler was determined to keep this job.

He watched trains with a wide smile – it was an amazing sight. He let his eyes trail along the rails. He couldn't deny that his heart was racing. There was an Urban Legend going around here.

Apparently at the midnight train, a young boy would appear on the rails and be run over by the train. He wouldn't try to dodge – just simply stand there. His dead body would disappear, supposedly picked up by the Devil himself, leaving no blood or body behind; all that would be left is the rails.

But that wasn't even the scariest part. Because every day, the same boy would appear.

Of course Tyler didn't believe this. But it was still a scary story, especially because he had to walk through a dark forest to reach his work. And he had the midnight train. Meaning, he started just before midnight and ended three hours later. And it didn't help either that the next part of the legend was that the boy kidnaps people who walk through the forest and forces them to stand with him on the rails, and normal humans obviously wouldn't survive that.

But Tyler was brave. He wouldn't get scared by some fucking urban legend. It didn't make sense at all – how would that even be possible? Stupid legend, he thought. Very stupid, he thought when he swore he heard footsteps. He walked faster, pulling on his hood. A shadowy figure slid right past him, sending shivers down Tyler's spine. He could make out the shadow of a small boy, although this mysterious person melted it together with trees, making it impossible to see the shadow. Tyler stopped, pulling his hood even further over his curls. He heard an almost inaudible sigh and the boy disappeared, probably because the light of the station they were nearing.

He checked his uniform one more time, took a deep breath and entered the train. "Sir!" he greeted his boss. "I'm the new conductor, pleasure to work with you." The man who was his boss looked at him. Tyler did automatically a step backwards.

The man looked dead. His eyes didn't shine, they were blue and cold. His skin was pale and he had bags under his eyes. Lips chapped and dry. His hair was grey with a little brown. "Hello...Tyler was it?" His voice didn't have any emotion and was hoarse. Tyler nodded, slightly scared. "Welcome. You have to wait in the locomotive for half an hour, then you can control their tickets. That's all there's to it actually." The man sighed and took his cigarette between his lips.

Tyler looked out of the window. It was quite a pretty sight: the train rails, surrounded by fog, creating a contrast of the grey fog and the green of the grass. Suddenly a shadow appeared of out nowhere, standing calmly on the rails. He had his arms spread – and Tyler realized it was the shadow that had been following. He screamed, just like the other men. Although they were a little calmer. The flashlights shined for a moment on the boy's face, revealing blue hair, a cute, pale face with piercing blue-grey eyes and his pink lips were smiling a sinister smile. Tyler didn't trust the smile – not because it was so creepy, it was cute actually, but he seemed so calm, even though he would be run over by a train any moment.

The boy's blue eyes made contact with Tyler's brown eyes and he felt like he was staring through his soul. The boy smiled wider and disappeared under the train.