Nightmare Train Part 3

I woke up realising I was in bed. My own bed, in my room. Nothing was out of place. Sweat dripped from my forehead and my heart was beating out of control. Somehow, after these three past months, I had a nightmare of the train. Except it was through my point of view. Does that...

Nightmare Train Part 2

The man looked right as me as if he knew all my secrets. He scared the hell out of me. But I wasn't going to let him know that. So, I stared right back into those black eyes. He continued to stare at me while everything was happening. When the train began speeding back to...