A/N: I do not own Final Destination...
Welcome to my Final Destination. Enjoy the Ride
A blue hatchback pulled into Lincoln Station's overnight car park and the three passengers got out first. The driver, Harry Murphy, followed suit a moment later. As he stepped out of the car, cold wind whipped around him and sent a chill down his spine, mainly because it was the middle of summer. Shaking it off, he walked round the car and opened the boot. The three passengers; David Hislop, Lucy Wilson and Jenna Murphy and retrieved their luggage and starting walking. After collecting his own suitcase and locking his car, he caught up the the other three, wrapping his arm around Lucy's waist, who smiled and kissed him on the cheek in return. David made a retching noise and they all laughed.
David, or 'Dave', had been Harry's friend for as long as either could remember. Whilst Harry was the romantic type, flowers and all, David was none of that. In fact it was rare that a night was not a one night stand with him. He did not like romance. However, although he'd never physically admit it, he actually thought that Harry and Lucy were meant for each other and that he'd probably end up being Harry's best man someday.
Harry himself hoped that the 'someday' would be sooner than Dave expected, provided the answer to the question that he had just double checked was still in his pocket was 'yes'. That was the real reason why he'd chosen a scenic mini-vacation whilst his parents were away; to propose to his girlfriend of three years, Lucy.
Meanwhile, Harry's younger sister, Jenna trudged alongside in relative slience. She thought that she was only coming along so that she wouldn't be home alone. In fact, Harry had brought her with him was because he expected Lucy would ask her to be her Maid of Honour, should she say 'yes' of course, since Lucy had grown very close to Harry's sister in the three years they had been together.
Harry, David and Jenna reached the main entrance and Lucy a short moment later. The station had only recently been redesigned and the insides were now shiny and modern, whilst retaining the traditional feel on the outside.
"Hurry up, the train is probably already here..." moaned the ever impatient David, passing through the main entrance.
"Sorry! My bag got caught on something!" Lucy apologised
"Well, watch where you're going then!" he chided.
"How about you watch me hit you in the face with it?" She laughed as she caught up with Harry, weaving her fingers through his.
"Come on, you two, stop your bickering." Harry laughed, joining in, "Now let's catch this train!" With that, the four of them ran off.
As they neared towards their designated platform, it became clear that their train wasn't there yet. Neither was one of them. Something felt very wrong and Harry's stomach churned slightly.
"Hey, where's Jenna?" Harry asked, concerned.
"I'm right here..." she stated simply, reappearing from the crowd.
"Where did you go?"
"I was hungry so I went to vendor over there," she replied, pointing at the vendor in question and brandishing a chocolate bar.
"Well... well, just don't disappear on me again, I'm supposed to be looking after you on this trip."
"Harry, I'm 17..."
"I know, just if anything ever happened to you..."
"It's okay, I'm fine. They smiled at each other, although despite her saying this, something felt wrong. They turned back to face the other two, who were smiling at them too, albeit David's smile was slightly mocking. At that moment their train pulled into the station.
"Come on," David encouraged, "let's get the good seats."
"Yeah," Harry replied, no longer feeling enthusiastic. That sense of dread still hadn't gone away. He gulped and followed.
Meanwhile, a second train that was due to arrive in the station a few minutes later rounded a bend in the track and it's driver prepared to slow it down for arrival.
The operator in the signal box had fallen asleep doing the sudoku from that day's paper. The alarm telling him a train was approaching and the tracks needed changing went off, waking the man from his slumber, sharply. He leapt up which sent the pen he had been using flying and landed in the lever mechanism. So when the operator went to pull it, so that the incoming train would arrive at the correct platform, it didn't move. Which wouldn't have been much of a problem if at the same time another freak occurrence happened.
Just as the poor man in the signal box was failing to change the tracks, a kid that lived alongside the track was lining up a brick in a huge catapult that he had hand crafted between two trees in his garden with a can on a fencepost several metres away, at the end of his garden. The train tooted it's horn to notify people of it's arrival and caused the kid to release the brick, which soared straight over the can and smashed through the train's window and severely injured the driver, knocking him unconscious. To make things worse, he fell on the lever which accelerates the train.
The four young adults did get ahead of the crowd and boarded their train quickly, settling into the first four seats. They needn't of rushed to their carriage, the front one, as it was an early train and there were only a few other passengers. A tall kid, with glasses who gave off the sense that he didn't get out of the house much, boarded after them and sat diagonally right from where they were, on the opposite side. He was followed by a middle aged businessman, who had just got off the phone with a business partner and black man with his arm round a South American girl, both in their early thirties. The businessman went to the far end and sat down and started to do some work on his laptop, whilst the couple took the seat in front of him.
"Excited?" Harry asked everyone once they were settled, in an attempt to shed the bad feeling he had.
"Yeah!" they replied in unison. The ticket collector finally boarded the train and sorted himself out before he made his way along the aisle.
"Tickets, please."
At that moment, chaos erupted as the speeding train slammed into the rear carriage, buckling it and the second carriage to one side and causing the front one to derail too and pitch away from the platform. The speeding train continued it's path and ploughed straight through the rear of the carriage, wiping the businessman clean out. The bolts holding a coupling rod between two of the wheels of the second carriage gave way just as the two carriages broke away across the tracks and into the platform on the other side, sending it flying, straight through the couple and destroyed their upper halves.
A sudden lurch sent the slightly nerdy looking kid forward into the seat opposite, knocking him unconscious on the metal bar. As he was no longer trying to act against the motions of the train, his body bounced down the aisle and hit the other train, where the pressure sucked him through the tiny gap between the trains, grinding him into tiny pieces; spraying blood and bits of flesh everywhere. Something from the kid dislodged a bit of exterior metal from the speeding train, which ricocheted down the carriage and impaled into the ticket collector who had just unfortunately stood back after being thrown about by the lurching.
Something jammed itself between the trains, and the carriage with the remaining four tipped over and a suitcase from the overhead fell off and it's metal handed connected with David's skull, and into his brain before rebounded away. The carriage continued to roll and once upside down. Someone shouted "Hold on!" But Harry didn't know who, it could even been himself. The bolts holding the seat Jenna was on, snapped and she fell, the seat crushing her windpipe as it landed on top of her. Harry and Lucy were hanging onto their seat desperately, which was mercifully holding fast. Lucy was weakening and she lost her grip where she fell to what was the ceiling just as the carriage rolled over onto it's other side and swiftly back upright again. This bounced Lucy off the wall and onto an upright pole which had removed itself from the roof and bent just enough to welcome Lucy's chest through it.
The carriage remained relatively still for a moment and Harry just had enough time to brace himself against the far wall, where he'd landed, when the carriage stopped very abruptly. The force of which sent him through a surprisingly still relatively intact window, onto the tracks. He rolled once and readied himself onto his knees with the last of his strength. He looked up just in time to see his train pivot on it's wheels once more and come crashing down on to him.
Oh s...
At which point he found himself back on the platform watching his train come in.
Come on," David encouraged, "let's get the good seats."
"Yeah," Harry replied automatically, the colour draining from his face. He snapped out of his stupor and stepped back, back away from the train onto the adjoining platform on the other side that the other train would have pulled up at, and shouted, "NO!"
Three heads swivelled round, along with a few bystanders' too.
"What?" David asked, joining him, as did Lucy and Jenna.
"It's not safe... we have... we have to get out of here," replied Harry breathlessly, grabbing Lucy and Jenna by the arm and just hoping that Darren would follow suit.
"Harry, what are you doing?" asked Lucy, worried that Harry was going insane.
"We need to leave, there's going to be a horrific accident!"
That caused more heads to turn. More importantly, a businessman put his hand over his phone to see what the disturbance was, and a tall nerdy kid looked like he'd seen a ghost. The businessman backed away from the train to where Harry was instinctively and the kid practically ran away, bumping the black man and his Hispanic girlfriend in the process.
"Hey!" The black man shouted at the kid.
"Is he okay?" A new voice asked, this time about Harry. Harry looked at the source, it was the ticket collector, Harry was about to repeat his warning when all hell broke loose. This time, for real.
A/N: This Lincoln Station is entirely fictional, just a play on words from JFK Airport ;). I'm sure you can work out why that is so.