Vanishing Point

- `What is your name?'
- `I am -- just a passenger, like you.'
- `Are you going far?'
- `As far as I need to.'

Rails disappear to a vanishing point in a dark tunnel ahead. Then the darkness envelopes the carriage, silencing the exchange. The train emerges out of the other side. One of the seats is empty. The other is wet with blood.