The day wore on, the train a cocoon of uncertainty.
I watched my daughter, her expression serene despite the tension I felt.
She was my anchor, my reason for everything.
I couldn’t let anything happen to her.
The landscape outside shifted, the colors of autumn painting a fleeting tapestry.
In the distance, a town appeared, our destination looming closer.
The air inside the carriage felt charged, filled with unspoken questions.
I leaned back, closing my eyes, hoping to find some clarity in the darkness.
But the conductor’s warning refused to fade.
“You’re in danger.”
