Whoo-whoo-whoo!
The loud whistle dragged the thick, large train carriages, forcefully squeezing them out from the small cave of the Mountain Lady, scattering overturned yellow leaves.
Under the murky moonlight, this monster clad in green skin charged wildly and recklessly, disrupting the girls' hearts, shattering the old aunties' spring dreams, and finally, it plunged straight and unprotected into the deepest platform of the town, coming to a slow stop, perfectly docking, a tight fit.
The number of passengers was not small, with more than a hundred people, bustling onto the platform, both men and women, around forty years old, each thoroughly sweaty and weary from travel.
The conductor, zzz-zzz, smoked away sleepiness, massaging his sore neck, punched out with the other staff in the lobby, and officially clocked out.
He hadn't walked far when he saw a smiling youth looking his way, he paused briefly and said,
