You've chosen Light. Very well then. This is the path surely of 'good', isn't it? You wish to be the hero of this story, no? Wonderful. But I really should mention now, as good as your intentions may be, there is no hero of this story. Please, proceed.

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Is that the sound of… train tracks? I don't remember boarding a train. Where am I?

I open my eyes to find myself in brightly lit train car. The floor, the seats, even the people on the train, all seem to be glowing. I practically have to shield my eyes. The ride is bumpy and I hold onto the ledge of the seat i'm sitting on. From down the aisle I spot what seems to be a train attendant and I attempt to flag him down.

"Sir," I begin, waving my hand. "Excuse me-"

He starts in my direction and I realize he's pushing a shiny, silver cart adorned with pastries of sorts. "Yes?" He is a tall, slender man with slight stubble and eyes with strangely small pupils. "Would you care for a crepe?"

"No, no," I smile politely, "though—as odd as this might sound—uh, where is this train headed?" He gives me a peculiar look and chuckles to himself.

"Don't we wish we knew." And with that, he continues down the aisle of the car.

Caught up in thought, I lean back in my seat and try to remember how I even got on the damned thing. I… I don't even remember waking up this morning. I don't even remember my own name! "Please…" I grasp my head and think my hardest, but nothing surfaces.

Maybe if I look out of the window, I'll get an idea of where I'm headed. I perch up on the cushioned train seat and eagerly turn to the window, but my spirit falls when I realize it's pitch-black outside of the train. I can only see the reflections inside of the train. And that's when I notice it.

Slowly, I glide my fingers up my cheek and to the far right of my forehead. There rests a scar of decent size. "How…when did I—"

"Philip, is it?" A young girl sits next to me. Her voice is soft and sweet. Pure, white hair drapes down to her waist as her face is that of an angel. She wears a white dress that reaches just above her knees and a working clock pendant dangles around her neck. But, she wears an white bandage over her right eye. And her left eye… it's so dark. I can't even see her pupils; they're a black i've never seen before, never knew existed.

"Is that my name?" I think aloud. "Uh, sorry to be so frank, but do you know where this train is heading?" I hadn't even asked her name. Surely my manners could be set aside for circumstances as such.

She gives a warm smile. "Yes, I do."

"Really? Great, could you tell me?"

"You're headed to the town of Folsense, Phil." her voice still so soothing, so pure. Folsense? I had never heard of a Folsense.

"Oh. I see," I think a moment. "Do you know anything about Folsense?"

"Perhaps."

She really is the talkative type. "Could you tell me? This sounds weird, but I think I might've lost my memory. Actually, I know for a fact I have. I can't remember a single thing…"

She only reaches into the pocket of her dress to pull out a pendant with the roman numeral one dangling from it. "Here, take this. You'll need it."

"Oh, thank you?" She's only a young girl. It must be meant as a friendship necklace or something. She sits up and pats my head lightly and begins to walk away. "Ah—can I know your name?"

She stops a moment. "It doesn't matter, Phil. Thank you, though." She gives me a genuine smile before leaving to the train car in front of us.

Just then, the door to exit opens. "This is your stop for Folsense." I hear the train conductor say over the speaker. I take a deep breath and start for the door, but that's when I notice the reflection of people in the windows. There is no one else in the reflections despite them all sitting before me. Startled, I rush for the open doors. That is when I realize. No one else was leaving. They all sat still, hollow eyes set on the windows of the train as if expecting an answer from the glass itself. I do not speak or try to make sense of it; instead, I make haste and exit without a word. Folsense, just what am I to make of you?

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Love Always,

ThatOneSmoshyPhanGirl