The smaller group, of only four, approached my car and opened the door.
One of them, black hood with white patterns, entered the car and looked around, as if inspecting the car. Even though I couldn't see his face, I felt as though I was being scanned thoroughly. After a few seconds, that seemed to last an hour, he turned right, to the front of the car. The other three soon followed, not even bothering to acknowledge me, and silently sat down next to first one. They were on the last group of seats on the left, opposite to me, and very close to the door that lead to the front car.
One of them, black hood with white patterns, entered the car and looked around, as if inspecting the car. Even though I couldn't see his face, I felt as though I was being scanned thoroughly. After a few seconds, that seemed to last an hour, he turned right, to the front of the car. The other three soon followed, not even bothering to acknowledge me, and silently sat down next to first one. They were on the last group of seats on the left, opposite to me, and very close to the door that lead to the front car.
It was only when the train started to move, that I noticed I had been continuously staring at the group, and quickly directed my attention to the action outside the window... which was none, but I still felt embarrassed by my previous reaction and I didn't know if I had been rude because of it, so I chose to keep on looking at the desert. Which was once again void of everything except sand and heat.
And the heat was increasing again... back at the train stop, the temperature became quite cool, but it was rising rapidly now and I was amazed at how quiet and calm the other passengers were. Like the heat didn't affect them at all. I've never seen anything like it... as a matter of fact, since I first saw this train, everything was new to me. On the bright side I hadn't thought about my reasons for leaving, but that paled in comparison to what was happening to me. The people, the scenery and the train itself were completely foreign to me so far. I wondered if I should've paid more attention to which train I was choosing, but I realized that back then only one thing mattered to me... leaving town.
And the heat was increasing again... back at the train stop, the temperature became quite cool, but it was rising rapidly now and I was amazed at how quiet and calm the other passengers were. Like the heat didn't affect them at all. I've never seen anything like it... as a matter of fact, since I first saw this train, everything was new to me. On the bright side I hadn't thought about my reasons for leaving, but that paled in comparison to what was happening to me. The people, the scenery and the train itself were completely foreign to me so far. I wondered if I should've paid more attention to which train I was choosing, but I realized that back then only one thing mattered to me... leaving town.
I shook my head, dissipating the fog of recent events that threatened to overtake my mind. It didn't matter which route I had taken. Though I had been riding trains for the past eight years, there were many routes and destinations unknown to me, so the fact I didn't recognize the landscape or local traditions wasn't a complete surprise or cause for alarm.
Content with my reasoning, I resumed my observation of the desert, and noticed we were approaching a very large sand dune. But instead of climbing it, we were apparently crossing it at its base.
Content with my reasoning, I resumed my observation of the desert, and noticed we were approaching a very large sand dune. But instead of climbing it, we were apparently crossing it at its base.
That would probably mean a tunnel, and surely enough, we were once again engulfed in darkness and the artificial glow of halogen lighting.
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