SKREEEEE!

[strangerpeople]

SKREEEEE!

[It's about three o'clock when the train suddenly hears something like the cry of a crow. It's not coming from inside the train, either; it's coming from the outside.

Almost instantly, the speaker system comes to life, and the Conductor's voice echoes through the cars.]

Attention, all passengers and crew! We are under attack. Please come to armaments if you are willing. Otherwise, please congregate in the lounge for your own safety. Immediately, please.

I will meet those of you coming to the weapons.

Comments

[disregartist]

That would be inadvisable. These creatures would rip the sides out of the train and then tear you apart before you could unsheathe your weapon.

[zackthekiller]

[.... And the giggles stopped.]

Wait, what do you mean by that.

[disregartist]

What I said. These creatures are quite strong, and besides that, they can survive the atmosphere of space. Unlike you.

[zackthekiller]

We're in SPACE?!

[disregartist]

Indeed.

[zackthekiller]

[Sorry, give him a moment to process what he just heard....

...

....]

WHAT THE EVER LOVING FUCK?!