The train shook in a way that was almost comforting, and the monotonous sound of the wheels hitting the nonexistent tracks was as soothing as the sound of a mother's heartbeat.
Madotsuki sat calmly in her seat, staring out at the lights whizzing by in the outer darkness. The sources of the lights were never visible through the hazy glass windows, but she felt a warmness come through in the glow of them.
The darkness inside the train was relaxing, and with what little light there was from out the windows created an atmosphere that was neither opressive nor consuming. It was as if she were wrapped in her blanket snuggly, the soft sound of her heater halfway across the room keeping the night chill at bay.
She moved her focus away from the windows, blinking slowly. A few seats down from her on the opposite side there was someone else on the train. In the absence of light all she could make out of this lonely passenger was their form.
They were big, with a gut that seemed to jutt outward. If indeed they even had a gut.
Getting to her feet, Madotsuki stepped towards the entity, and without any fear sat down beside them. She could hear their loud, but gentle rhythmic breathing. The being seemed to pay no mind to her. Even as she stared at them.
After a few minutes of sharing in the comfortable silence, Madotsuki grew weary of the company and sought isolation once more. She brought two fingers up to her cheek…
And pinched.
Her eyes slowly opened. She got out of bed, rubbing her eyes softly as she dragged herself over to her desk, flicking her desk lamp on and opening up the dream diary that took center stage.
She grabbed a pen.
Click.