Lost and Found

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Taking a few steps forward, I glanced down at the star hanging around by neck, connected by a thin string. It flickered a bit before dimming for the last time. It was official; I was lost.

I stood inbetween two people covered in what looked to be about a hundred layers of clothing, making their thin stick legs appear to be connected to a body much larger. They had their head bent, hats preventing much dust from getting in their eyes.

It was dark, very dark, and very gloomy. All I could see was the platform beneath my feet, a clock on a rusted lamppost - which did not appear to be working - and the people around me. Besides that, everything else was lost in a sea of darkness.

I leaned forward, glancing at the people around me. Two to my right, one to my left, and two people past that sitting on an old-fashioned bench. My eyes were wide, watching for any movement possible within the dark abyss.

The screeching of tires sounded to my right, and I looked to see a train coming up in front of the platform, train track behind it rickety and old, yet no better than what was in front of it.

A few voices were heard, including the train conductors though a speaker connecting through the train that sounded like a recorded track. The train doors stopped in front of me, windows all fogged up. The train car was like a rectangular box, with a few designed ridges to it, some shine visible. The lights of it didn't get very far in front of it, maybe about two lengths of my body sideways. There wasn't much light needed though; strangely you could see scenery further up ahead of the box.

I let people into the train car before me, hearing the clacks as they punched in their ticket. They did it in an orderly fashion, almost like robots, and sat down with posture. I figured the only thing I had in common with them was the dimmed out stars around our necks.

The inside of the train car was not much, but it was not dirty. It was actually quite clean, all the seats in rows, coloured a worn red. There were lamps hanging on the walls of the train car that seemed very old, but worked well nonetheless.

As I stepped on, my hair swung with the motion of my body, and I kept my arms close to my sides. I reached a few rows into the train car before it jutted forward, causing me to stable by thin body by balancing with my arms. My star bounced off my chest a few times before setting flatly against my body. Nobody seemed to notice though.

Slipping into a seat about halfway through the train car, I got close to the window before setting down, my beanie bouncing slightly. I looked up through the big window, which seemed surprisingly clear from the inside. All I could see were stars hanging in the sky, as though they were also hanging by strings.

The air was slightly cold, but at least it wasn't infested with dust. The train tracks were slightly rough, but at least they held together. The ride was absent of voices, but at least the view was nice. Most people aren't able to recognize the little things, something I pride myself in doing. For example; the gentle clatter as the handles of blinds feel against the window in rhythm with the rocking of the train car.

The train entered back into fog after leaving the platform, but you could see a large shape coming up from the fog, like a large reel. Another lamppost was seen, though it's lights were out.

As the train kept moving forward, shapes could be made out more. At first there were these square towers rising up from the fog, decorating the blank abyss. Then, there was an entire blanket of fog, awakening me from my blank stupor, and I raised my head up to see a view erupting from behind the thick fog.