Melissa couldn't remember what happened. One moment, the train was gliding on the tracks effortlessly. The next, there was a thunderous crash, she was flying out of her seat, and... nothing.<br/><br/>When she came to, she was half-wedged under one of the train's bench seats, in the wreckage of the train car. Miraculously, her bag was close at hand. Not so miraculously, she'd lost her hat and her glasses, though she had spare pairs of the latter. And she was soaked.<br/><br/>She groaned, and began to worm out from under. Nothing felt like it was broken, though her head was pounding. The impact must have knocked her out for a time.<br/><br/>There must be others nearby, the trainers. There were gentle sounds of lapping water, and the somehow plaintive cries of a Gastly filling the air.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>