Despair.

With a sunken feeling in his gut, his head and heart pounding, hands coated in sweat, the man sat in his seat on the train. Alone. Desperate. Afraid. He didn't know why he had gotten on board, and he didn't really remember or care to.

There was no one else on board the train, he was totally alone. Then something happened - the train stopped, the lights cut out. There was a horrendous, loud noise, followed immediately by a horrendous, loud silence. He called out into the dark, but nobody answered. "But this... so scary ." the man mused to himself, including the extraneous space before the end of his sentence. Clearly the despair of the situation had even affected his very thoughts.

None of this would have happened if he'd just idled the game for steam cards. Silly man.

Despair. With a sunken feeling in his gut, his head and heart pounding, hands coated in sweat, the man sat in his seat on the train. Alone. Desperate. Afraid. He didn't know why he had gotten on board, and he didn't really remember or care to. There was no one else on board the train, he was totally alone. Then something happened - the train stopped, the lights cut out. There was a horrendous, loud noise, followed immediately by a horrendous, loud silence. He called out into the dark, but nobody answered. "But this... so scary ." the man mused to himself, including the extraneous space before the end of his sentence. Clearly the despair of the situation had even affected his very thoughts. None of this would have happened if he'd just idled the game for steam cards. Silly man.