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"Speech"
'Thought'
'Memories and dreams'
Date: ?
Time: ?
Location:?
Thomas Light was in a bad mood when he awoke. At first he was confused that he woke up to be surrounded in complete darkness. He took a look at the time on his phone screen.
'9.00 in the morning?'
He got up and stared out of the window of his compartment.
'Of course,' he thought 'The train is going through one of these endless tunnels through the mountains. Brilliant...'
He sighed. Because the train was going through one of these tunnels, he will be sealed in this room until they reached the next station. Then again, that's the price to pay for the ultimate in travelling security. Not that Thomas was looking forward to going back outside and meeting the rest of the people travelling with him on this seemingly never ending journey, not after yesterdays arguments.
"Trust my luck to be stuck in the same train as those two for the rest of this trip," He said quietly to himself. "How could it be possible that both of them have managed to afford this trip? I'm a world famous surgeon, I shouldn't expect to be hassled by idiots like them." Thomas' eyes peered deeper into the darkness outside his cabins window "And those two 'Spirit mediums' of course. Are they so wealthy that they could afford a trip like this? It seems some people will pay for anything. Is the world just full of morons?" Thomas sighed again. He pushed the vain that appeared in his forehead back in. "I need a drink."
He walked along his cabin. The cabins in these trains were more like small hotel rooms. He moved towards a small cupboard in the far end. He opened it and found a bottle of whiskey and a glass. He grabbed them and sat down. He debated with putting the light on for a couple of minutes, and then decided against it as the light might aggravate his migraine that developed during his angry rant. He downed a few shots, and already started to feel his pain and his anger alleviating. It was then he noticed that the train had left the tunnel only the to hit massive thunderstorm complete with heavy unrelenting rain. The darkness didn't fade away. He looked at his watch. It would probably be an hour before they deactivated the seal in mechanism. He then got up and moved towards the bathroom. His short trip was distracted by a few knocks on the ceiling.
'Strange,' He thought to himself 'The wind must be blowing quite a lot of heavy debris around.'
Thomas shrugged and then entered the bathroom. He brushed his teeth and had a shower. He then changed into some clothes. As he entered the main room of his cabin, he did not notice the cloaked figure in the darkness. He did not notice as the person crept silently behind him and waited for their opportunity. And unfortunately for Dr Light, he did not notice this figure was brandishing a knife. The first time that Thomas realised the something was wrong was when a sharp object was rammed into his throat quite viscously and then ripped out, causing blood to squirt out of his neck all across the cabin. Sometimes, some people wonder what there last words or thoughts will be. And to be honest, Thomas Lights was a peculiar one.
'Best travelling security my ass...'
A short one I know. But expect the next chapter tommorow or over the weekend.
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