Out

I could had been safe if I'd listen to Drake, Staying at my seat and waiting for him might had been the best solution but he might have never returned and I would just wait for no one to get back to me.

This is hilarious,I couldn't believe I promised to save some people on this train when I haven't saved myself,I wasn't superman that uses super powers,I was just a girl desperate of getting married.I was foolish, foolish,I felt that someone was using me for payback.I prayed it wasn't Drake.Drake was a nice guy I trust,a guy I would keep on trusting forever.It was time to go out,out of this waste bin,out of this cemetery.I felt bad,the families of this dead people will search for them and they will cry on their behalf.

This type of stories sometimes happened during Christmas, innocent people are slaughtered just because of Christmas.This was aweful.I need a plan to get out here,can you suggest a plan for me?

I need to take a look at those two doors to see what's behind it and why the old man led me there. The train has been moving fast like ever and I knew Instantly there was no stopping. My mind wasn't on Drake anymore,he would have searched for me if he wants to,he might be Dead I'm sure of it and I hate to think that way.

There were stairs for me to climb to get to the door and the stairs were covered with blood. I removed my shoes and climbed barefooted to the door.I switched off my phone putting it back into my pocket. I want to call Drake to see if he can still picked my calls but I was scared if the killers had him and his phone. Even if I get caught by the killer I would maybe die along side with Drake.

I dial Drake number and it ranged.I opened the door slowly peeping through it,when I found out every where was clear,I walked out still rolling my eyes around.I dialed his number again walking to the door on my right,I opened it and there were costume in it,mask and a lot of weapons. I closed it looking to the door downwards and there were blood rushing out of it.

What could be inside there?

I pulled it opened and blood splashed on my face.The old man was right about one thing, about where the train engine was but was wrong about one thing,his plans.

He wants me to get grinded into pieces by fast and non stopping engine.

There was pool of blood and there was silence on the train as if nothing or no one was on it.

Where could everyone be?

Where there still people on the train that doesn't know what was going on?

I turned around bumping Into someone, afraid of the person ,I took a step backwards with my hands on my face. I didn't want to open my eyes,it was over so I just want to close my eyes and die but I heard my name from a familiar voice. Removing my hands from my face,I found out it was DRAKE TENNYSON.