The train stopped as he arrived at the platform. The doors slid open so he boarded and took a seat by the window. There was only one other passenger in his carriage; a woman around his own age who had long wavy red hair that fell down to her shoulders, and even redder lipstick on… Read more The First Carriage

‘Wait here, I’ll return soon.’ The exact same message that he’d left on the other side of the pillar. The handwriting of the note was identical, as was the paper it had been written on. Even the part of the paper he’d chosen to write on was the same. Another futile move made by his… Read more The Pillar