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Finn was about to object to the theft of the drink and the cigarettes, as well as the way Hagan practically smashed his way onto the train, but stopped. Finn had to remind themself, again, that this place wasn't real. There were no vendors and employees that were going to get in trouble, and no law enforcement on their way to stop them. 

[quote=Isla][color=f26522]“... Do we have any idea where this train will go if we start it? Not that it matters if it goes outta here but shouldn’t we try figure that out before we go off to some other equally weird place. Though that does sound like a fun adventure.” [/color][/quote]

Nervously and absentmindedly picking at their fingernails Finn responds. 

[color=LightSteelBlue]"F-for the most part this...this train goes westward."[/color]

Finn closes their eyes in concentration, visualizing the route of the railroad. 

[color=LightSteelBlue]"Th-the Virginias, Ohio, I-indiana and Illinois, but I th-think one of the lines goes up to New York."[/color]

They get onto the train, nodding to Hagan who was holding the door open, looking around the walls of the car, hoping to find some sort of map or identification. They frown. As much as this place, this train, everything, felt familiar, they had only taken the train a few times. And...apparently these rides were taken a long time ago. 

[color=LightSteelBlue]"But...It's kinda hard to tell...which line we are on.[/color] 

Finn looks over at Isla, nodding. 

[color=LightSteelBlue]"Y-yeah...and we might...be able to...find a railroad map or...something...[/color]