The Trolley Ride

Track 1:

As I open my eyes,

I find myself idly standing at the entrance of a moving trolley

I see what my mirror sees,

But why with a conductors costume?

How long have I been standing?

Why do my eyes keep moving to my wrist? There's nothing on it

Where is that excessive laughter coming from?

Track 2:

I look to the back of the trolley and see people from my past

But

they're , see-through

As in I can put my hand through them

The people here are either

'Poof'

disappearing in thin air

or

are casually exiting the trolley via walking through me

To the front of the trolley is

Phil

Kent

Luke

Peter

& Diana

Why can I see them normal?

Why are they sitting like they're sitting near a campfire?

Maybe they might have some answers

I want to ask them

Maybe they might understand what's going on

I don't see a watch on them so probably not

I mean, we are on the same trolley but

Nevermind

I need to find a seat

Track 3:

I look around and see a vacant

seat next to some bearded old guy

For some reason,

this old guy,

He looks strangely familiar,

like I've seen him before

I remember one rainy day,

while I was looking for a white bird,

I saw a guy holding on to one

I didn't know if the guy either found the bird first

or always had it

But I really wanted that bird

Yet in the end,

I continued my search for another bird

But deep down

I feel that he would of freely given me the bird had I asked

Maybe he was waiting for it

Track 4:

I take the seat next to the bearded guy & ask him

'Where am I?'

The guy takes a quick look at me and I heard nothing

O

K

Well what time is it?

Nothing

'Do you speak?'

Hey

Hey

HEY!

Say Something!

Whats your problem!?

The guy looks at me again & gives me notes he had kept in his pocket

WTF!?

It read like some biography

It was here when some transparent person across from me decided to talk my ears off with

1. how the bearded guy was some bigwig from up north.

2. How he could make things happen for people

3. How he was a handyman and a teacher for awhile before his organization took off

That's all good & well but it

doesn't help me at all if the guy

won't get his head from the

clouds

and

actually help me

Track 5:

I have no clue

Where I'm going

or

how long I've been going

I don't even know what's at the end of this ride

All I know is that I'm close to a person

the only person

that can help

but

would rather do nothing like some sort of

antisocial mute

Whatever

let me take a look outside

What

is

this?

The track

The trolley...behind it

It's being engulfed by some

impossibly large shadowy figure

It practically has us in its grasp

What's going on?!

Track 6:

I get another note from the bearded man

There's nothing on it but the word

'Faith'

What is this!?

What's with the messages?

Why can't you just talk to me?!

Why is this trolley being swallowed up?!

Where are we even going & why!?

We're not gonna escape it

What's the point?

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As I wrestle with all of my questions,

the conductor leaves the front of the trolley

grabs me

& takes me to a private room in the back

What came after?

Well...

The shadowy figure has all but consumed my trolley

My passengers are still transparent or sitting like children

& the bearded guy is still a muted jerk

...but is also my passenger