Author's note: Hey guys, I don't really have time to write for this story as much as I want to, so if any of you guys want to contribute, be my guest -SS

John Doe stepped off the bus. The foothills of the Cascade mountains housed the small train stop across the street. John headed towards the ticket booth, luggage in tow.

John waits at the ticket booth as the operator opens it for the morning.

"Good morning..."