ORIENT Express? Where did he hear that name? - That was Luo Yan's first thought as the Conductor's announcement echoed in his mind. Before he could ponder it further, the blinding light around him finally dimmed, urging him to open his eyes. The first thing he noticed was the soft sunlight, gently reflecting off the polished mahogany panels, casting a warm glow throughout the cozy compartment.
He was sitting on a soft burgundy seat in a small compartment. The seats were arranged in two rows facing each other, enough for four people to sit comfortably. A brass luggage rack above him held a few neatly packed old looking bags, and the clink of the train's movement made them sway slightly, casting shadows over the compartment.
