The Distant Nightmare

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The train hissed. Steam curled. It tasted of iron. Maren pulled her coat tight. The wool scratched. Her neck was bare. She looked at the ticket. The ink was blue. Faded. It read *Platform Four*. She held it to her nose. Paper smell. Dust. She crumpled it. Not yet. The station was a beast. Concrete. Grey. The clock ticked loud. Tick. Tick. Tick. It sounded like a bone cracking. People moved....

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