WHO YOU GONNA CALL “Super-“ Ok ok stop, you are not very good at this

In a light blue sky train were a bunch of passengers. It was a bright, normal morning, an average working day. Everything was simply–perfect.

Until!

[Boom!]

The back of the train detonated, taking out multiple passengers and putting out the power of the machine, provoking the inhabitants to start panicking.

"What was that?"

A frightened blue suited squid civilian asked with anxious riders seen at his back.

"It was faulty wiring, everyone stay calm," said a voice from the walls that saturated the enclosure, but I don't know what to tell you chief, but that's not faulty wiring.

Alas, the voice that spoke out to them started malfunctioning before changing to a fluent and chilling voice.

"Greetings!"

Very polite

"You might be wondering, 'oh, what was that?', 'Who is that', 'Why are you doing this?' but sadly, I am not here to entertain you. I just want to kill you. So I apologize for my coarseness." the voice said from the speakers in a sorry and polite tone.