I bought a train ticket to a city I’ve never been to.
I don’t remember choosing the destination.
I just remember standing at the counter, hearing myself say:
“One ticket. One way.”
The clerk looked at me strangely.
“Are you sure? This train doesn’t return for a long time.”
I nodded anyway.
Now I’m sitting on the train.
It’s almost empty.
Only a few passengers in my carriage.
They all seem familiar… but I’m sure I’ve never seen them before.
The train hasn’t stopped once.
No stations.
No announcements.
Just endless movement through dark countryside.
Then the lights flickered.
And the speaker crackled to life.
A voice came through:
“Final stop approaching. Passengers who did not board voluntarily will now remember why they are here.”
I looked around.
And every passenger slowly turned their head toward me.
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The train began slowing down.
But we weren’t approaching a station.
Outside the windows, there was nothing but fog and moving lights that didn’t belong to anything physical.
One by one, the passengers stood up.
I noticed something terrifying.
They all had the same ticket as me.
Same destination.
Same handwriting.
The doors opened.
No platform.
Just white light.
The voice spoke again:
“You bought the ticket to forget.”
I tried to stand, but my body felt heavy.
Like I had already decided something before I even stepped on this train.
Then one of the passengers whispered:
“You’re not leaving. You’re returning.”
And I finally remembered why I boarded.
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