Leonard Churchill and his companions stepped onto the ghost train.
The lights inside the carriage were orange, giving off a warm feeling.
Apart from a few semi-transparent black ghosts of ambiguous origin, there weren't many other passengers in the seats.
"Whoo...whoo...whoo..."
The train started slowly, and the scenery outside the window quickly retreated.
It was a train, but it felt more like a boat cruising on a river.
While moving, the sound of surging waves could be heard.
After the train departed from the platform, the view outside the window gradually faded into darkness.
Yet, a faint luminescence came from somewhere, illuminating a vast cold water surface that seemed to have no end.
Once they left the platform, there were no landmarks. The water was crystal clear. Looking out, it seemed as if the train was floating in a void.
It gave the feeling of temporal and spatial disarray.
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