The Train Graveyard

Aerith hopped along. Keeping to the narrow passageways, she was able to escape the sewers with only a handful of close calls, not encountering anything much larger than a rat. When she reached the ladder, it took several attempts to hop from rung to rung.

She emerged in the train graveyard. No sooner had she taken a single hop, than did she feel the spell wrap around her again, blue smoke surrounding her and a second later leaving her again human and naked on the cold floor of the train graveyard.

Aerith took a moment to catch her breath. When she sat up, she wasn't sure what to think. She'd only heard a few stories of this place, and it was hard to know how many were true.

They said it was haunted. Stories were told of ghosts that lurked in this place, and whisked off people to stay there forever. Hopefully they were just scary stories.

Still, the air felt colder. Aerith shivered, goosebumps rising on her skin, and she stood up. Being alone didn't make her feel any less exposed, especially not in this place.

She took a step forwards, then turned around on the spot. At first glance there seemed to be no way out of the area she'd climbed up into.

Then she spotted an open train carriage. Curiously, she ran up to it and hopped inside, fiddling with the controls for a second. All at once it hummed to live, and started to move, rumbling as it moved forwards and opened a path for her, the carriage out of the way.

Something cold brushed past her ass as she stood in the carriage. Aerith jumped, squealing at the touch.

She span around, only to see the empty, misty, eerie ruins.

"Hello?" Aerith said nervously. "Is anyone out there?"