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chapter one || all aboard!
some volunteered. some... well.
thudding of booted steps fill the stopped train, unconscious bodies being placed within the second car. all recently collected, stabbed with a needle to stir them into a deep slumber. letting one see the train before the wheels began to turn just.. wasn't part of the deal. and just isn't any fun. they would be careful of course, these snoozing bodies were very important. the boss would only grow angry if harm had been done to them. they were scattered, placed along the booths. to sit in booths as if going to properly ride a train. how fun!
this second car had many a purpose to fill, to ease the passengers into their surrounds. surely they had been on one before, whether one as a child. or one in daily life, subways were similar. sort of. the booted figures neatly placed them within booths, gloved hands pulling open windows just wide enough for a hand to slide through. that was as far as they would open, can't have anyone jumping out of them. can we? these booted figures were dressed with every inch of them covered. thin fabric pulled over their faces, just in case any waking eyes may catch sight they wouldn't be identified. an odd sight as the finishing touches were applied. a damp mop dragged along the center isle, cleansing away any dirt they brought in. the squeeze of spray bottle, wipe of rag to dust the tabletops.
jiggling of the door leading towards the first car, lock clicking into place. shuffling within the third car, last minute items being settled within the awkward kitchen space. all neatly set into its place, all the means to survive, all the means to bicker. the mop too, dragged through this cart as the bodies swarmed into the fourth car. its lock to grind into place. soon the train would be empty, silent. the heavy door in the last car dragged to a close. another lock, the faint rustling of chain. whistling wind to gather against open windows, the wheels settling to work, guiding the train along the tracks. this adventure to begin.
mourn what was once a normal day to day. flee from a secret you cannot bare to set free. become a savior for those in need - what will come of thee? as they wake and stir, what reaction will they hold? violence? uncontrolled sobbing? perhaps they will be dull, uncaring to the change of surroundings.
Secrets to keep. Tasks to complete.
- all passengers wake up in car 2. each in a different booth.
- maybe the drugs had begun wearing off, maybe one saw the dozen of them shuffling around, when one couldn't quite move~
- Car 1 & Car 4 are locked. can the lock be picked? can a key be found?