PLAN:5MIN
-on a constantly moving train, someone with memory loss
-they only have what is around them, they seem to be stranded and there is no driver
-two people named james and mia seem to know the person, but in reality they're helping the person along to a dystopian city for test subjects-this person is the first to escape, james and mia turn out to be ai robots
-story ends with the person on the train, but they know that they have to save everyone else on the trains
START: 30MIN
Head throbbing, my knee jogged into the air as I situated myself up. I could feel my vertebrae tremble as the train's carriage came into view, a mesh of colours and blurry shapes flitting across the windows. All I could discern was the rattle of train against track, but the view outside was so incomprehensible that I dismissed the matter of trying to make sense of my whereabouts.
My leg buckled as I rose, much like a newborn calf does. I couldn't even remember how I'd gotten on here, but I could understand that I was entirely alone on that dismally furnished carriage; lifeless and barren. What even was my name? Was this the start of whatever life I had?
I perched myself on the edge of a seat, scoffing at my previous thought. Yeah, right. I was fully literate, not to mention clothed. My gaze floated up to the train wall, the only source of colour on the clattering vehicle. A discoloured, fading train map stretched out between two windows, intricately printed-yet entirely wordless. Squinting at the map fixedly, I shuffled forward. This route. It seemed familiar. It was as if I could grasp where I was at any moment, I seemed so-
The carriage doors bolted open and two figures stumbled in from another carriage, shrouded in dust and walloping into the seat adjacent to me. I jolted in surprise, gawking at the sudden entrance. The body on top gave a muffled groan as it pulled itself up, wearily grabbing the pole. The person turned to me, revealing the face of some young girl of about fifteen-which contorted in a mixture of shock and horror, as she rushed to throw her arms around my neck.
"I haven't seen you in ages, thank god!" She screeched into my ear, leering at me unpleasantly. "Thank god, thank god, oh thank the-"
"Sorry to disturb, I don't think I know you," I replied.
She sat upright, looking me right in the eye. The other person peered over her shoulder at me, a boy with a mess of auburn hair. The girl's dark face burst into another expression, this one of hysterical glee as she looked back at the boy behind her.
"Oh right, James," she tittered. "They have their memories removed."
James' wide eyes trailed back to my face as he goggled at me. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat as his face morphed into another similarly eerie look of joy. He shuffled over to the girl, resting a meaty palm on her shoulder as they seemed to still even on the shuddering train.
"Even less effort to play mind games with them now then," he murmured, bowing over to further study my face. "I'll sure enjoy telling you where your destination is."
And as that moment, the train was engulfed by darkness, the sinister faces of the pair vanishing as the carriage shuddered, then slowed to a stop.
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