"There are far too many silent sufferers. Not because they don't yearn to reach out, but because they've tried and found no one who cares."-Richelle E. Goodrich<br/>Saven had ridden this train all his life. He'd rode it to and grom school during his younger years, he had rode this train into the city when he had reached the age of 21, and had had his first dtink. For years he felt so.calm here, like he<span style="font-style: italic">knew</span>this train. No one bothered him on this train, he.always felt safe here, but it all seemed so alien to him now that he knew this would be his last ride on this train.<br/>As the train trailed along, Saven found himself asking a question he'd hoped never to ask himself,<br/><span style="font-style: italic">Wich death is more painless, a shot to the head, a fall from a building, or drug overdose.</span><br/>He figured drug overdose would be a slow death, he had run the numbers and the quickest death he could hope for from a drug overdose, would be 45 seconds. A pretty long time when your dieing. Jumping off a building would be too messy, and the anticipation of falling and being smashe against the asphalt would be unbearable. Also, Saven wanted to have a funeral- even if no one would come- being beried as a pile of mush didn't seem very suiting. So Saven came to the conclusion that a shot to.the head was best, ofcource he'd want to be drunk off his ass when he did it,who on earth wants to comit suicide sober? So he was.on his way to buy two things, a gun and a bottle of scotch. Best of all it'd be an instant death with no pain, and the body would still be intact. He could be bearied next to his mother and sister. No on would miss him, he had spent the last two years of his life in a cubical calculating income,expense,and profit.<br/>The train passed through a tunnel, and Saven couldn't help feelin empathy for the train, forced to run across a built track at an incredible speed until put into a tunnel, to move along surrounded by darkness, until it eventually breaks down and is put out of order. Saven felt this was a fair sum-up of his life.<br/>The train had now stopped on main street, the second to last stop before his. He stood to ready himself, and moved to the nearest exit door, he now stood next to a young woman with red hair,a white button-up shirt,navy blue skirt,and black heils. He paid her little attention and stared directly at the exit door, until at the last stop before his, he lost his footing and accidentally bumped into her.<br/>"I'm sorry", he said.