“The Abandoned Train”

In utter desertion from humans like us, there are funny places… Eerie places… Places where you wouldn’t wish to go. Take a look at one such place . . .



         The abandoned train lays there in the abnormally grown ferns of the deserted place, still and calm with a million unheard supernatural commotions in it. Creepy you would say and sweet heaven a ghost would. Voices of dead a million, dwell in those moth eaten compartments. Thoughts unthought by the live a billion, nest there amidst the rusted iron rods of the train’s dusty bearths.
              The spine chilling train is abandoned yet not lonely. In the dark and in ghostly solitude so uncanny they come. Awakening innumorous dormant thoughts and voices of the dead, they produce faint crimson lights. Ghosts visit and phantoms perch upon while spirits of the dead walk on its creaky, old rusted metal floor after the sun fades away and darkness takes over.
            The aged decrepit compartments are left alone though, from when the sun hits its first rays in the dawn while a mark of wierd scare is left there till the darkness spreads again after dusk. The ghosts come again like they do every evening, in the dark…. and with them they bring along a bizzare eerie chill into the train… into the cast away compartments and forsaken cabins of “The Abandoned Train” they bring their thoughts and utters.

– Pratheek Reddy M


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