I watched in horror as the train derailed, frozen in shock like a statue, unable to do a thing. Peter, Edmund and Lucy were on that train. They could be injured or worse. People rushed around me, talking to each other frantically, but all I did was stand there. Why did this have to happen? They would have been back in a few days, but now they would be fortunate to not end up in hospital. A loud voice behind me said that there couldn't possibly be any survivors. The one thing that I dreaded was that I wouldn't get to see them again. Was that nightmare now becoming a reality?
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