Two spotlights illuminate Momoka and Sanetoshi while they stand opposed to one another. Each on a separate track.
"The train has left. You're not going anywhere," Momoka says smiling.
"The train will come again."
"I don't know about that, but I'm leaving."
Momoka turns around and begins walking down one of the tracks, dragging her two penguin hats in each arm.
"Oh, so soon?"
Momoka ignores the supernatural terrorist.
"You have seen everything I have, no? The horrific machines that grind children into glass. The hopelessness of those that will never escape their box. The cosmic punishments reserved for those that dare to share the fruits of fate. It is electrifying... do you think you've won?"
"I haven't lost," she says without turning around, her smile unwavering.
Sanetoshi chuckles, amused.
"And I suppose you think love is the cure?"
"No," Momoka pauses as if to think, "...only a survival strategy."
The red curtain closes.