Part 87: Railway Station No 5

The city before us stood silent and abandoned, its towering buildings casting long shadows across the streets. Our train had brought us to this desolate place, a city that seemed to have been forsaken by its inhabitants. Dwarf, reluctantly our companion, claimed familiarity with the city, offering his insights as we navigated the eerie streets.

Every step echoed with the hushed realization that we were walking through a place that had seen better days. The signs of life – the bustling markets, the laughter of children – were all conspicuously absent, replaced by an unsettling stillness that hung heavy in the air.

As we ventured deeper into the heart of the city, a sense of foreboding settled upon us. Buildings that had once thrived with activity now stood as mere remnants of their former glory, their windows shattered and facades marred by time and neglect. The streets were littered with debris, a testament to the chaos that had once gripped this place.