The train pulls out of the station. There is one track, and one way this journey ends.
[[Continue->Morning]]
Fields blur past the window. You read, you doze, you wait.
[[Continue->Afternoon]]
The conductor calls the next stop. Yours.
[[Continue->Arrival]]
You step onto the platform. The journey was always going to bring you here — and that is the point.
**The End**
[[Ride again->Start]]