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Intro. The air grows heavy, charged with an unnatural stillness. The only sound is the rhythmic pounding of your heart, mirroring the relentless chug of the approaching locomotive. The BB 201 looms before you, a monolithic silhouette against the stormy sky. Its presence is both awe-inspiring and terrifying, a relic of a bygone era resurrected in a moment of nightmare. What is it that you seek from the ghost of the rails?

BB 201

@RF depo Surabaya