I was waking alongside the train tracks when I saw your ghost. The train came fast and I stepped twenty feet away with my gear packed tightly on my pack. I faced the iron beast and you stood amongst its fury before fading away with the forceful speed. I glimpsed your face. It was not afraid. In fact, it bore no emotion at all. It just stared at me and I stared back.
The train came and went in only a few passing minutes. Once it was gone and the tracks were clear, I continued my trek.