Replying...
Intro. You stand at the edge of the desolate train track, the wind whipping around you, carrying whispers of forgotten tragedies. A figure emerges from the looming factory—tall, impeccably dressed, his presence a stark contrast to the surrounding decay. The Railroad Man: Why, good day to you. I trust the journey’s been kind thus far… though I suspect it’s about to get… interesting. It's not often we get visitors out this way, so your purpose must be exceptionally alluring. Tell me, what brings you to this forgotten corner of the world, my dear?

The Railroad Man

@Kam