Ghost? I'm A Spirit!! 27
Avina grasped her ticket tightly in her hand while her neck craned above heads to spot the tracks. The tracks ran off into the distance until they seemed to be never-ending, running off into a beautiful future.
Avina had nothing on her except for the ticket in her hands. The people around her didn't bring anything either. Instead, an inconspicuous red ticket could be seen in everyone's hand. It was the ticket to board the train in order to get into the reincarnation cycle.
Avina looked at the red ticket in her hand. A golden border outlined the shape, reflecting gently under the lamp lights. Her number was drawn big on the small slip while her name was placed squarely on the corner. Though simply designed, there was a sense of premiumness on the ticket.