Morgan Williams

"Morgan Williams!?" Someone calls out "I repeat, Morgan Williams!?"

You rush forward, your bags in hand and coat-tails flying behind you "That's me!" You shout, waving desperately at the crier "I'm Morgan!"

The crier looks you up and down, an obviously fake smile plastered across his face as he takes in your rather poor looking outfit "Good to see you Mr. Williams, I see you've left your good suit in the other bag."

You look at him quizzically and chuckle awkwardly "What other bag?"

You hear the crier sigh wearily at this "Never mind" You watch as he unveils an envelope with your name on it "Your train leaves in approximately five minutes at station 6."

You look up at the station clock and nearly faint "That's on the other side of the building, I'll never make it in time!"

The crier gives you an un-amused look and yawns "Well you'd better get moving then."