"Bugs, get out of there, hurry!"
"Leo's stuck!"
"The train's coming!"
"Help me!"
"Bugs! It's coming fast!"
"I have to get Leo out!"
"There's no time!"
"Leo, grab my hand!"
"My foot! Bugs, help me, please!"
"BUGS! The train!"
"Let go of me, Walt! I have to get Leo!"
"You'll both get killed!"
"Shit! Walt, let go! LEO! NOOOOO!!!"
The loud crunching of the rushing metal on the tracks drowned out the cries and shouts of the boys. The train passed in a matter of minutes, leaving the tracks stained with red, and the wailing sound of the train horn lingered as the boys could only stare at the shattered pieces of a bicycle.
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Dark territory. A section of track without block signals (wikipedia)
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The Tracks
FanfictionThey live on opposite ends of the tracks. Hers is cold and gloom; his is warmth and sunshine. Will they ever meet at the crossroad? Triggered by the photos of Richard and Nicomaine on railroad tracks, different locations but exuding some mysterious...
