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Monochrome Nightmare – The Train

If we were going to get out of there, we would have to take the train. There were no roads, and the paths were blocked by them. The train was as abandoned as everything else, but it kept moving at the same steady and deliberate pace. We climbed on as it chugged along.

October 8, 2014 Posted by | Fiction, Photo, Photography | , , , , , , | Leave a comment