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Now back to the story. I woke to a horrible mechanical buzzing beside my

ear. The phone screen was blinding in the 3am darkness of my bedroom. It was a text from my younger

brother, Luke. He was on vacation in Spain with his girlfriend, Ellen, and it didn't surprise

me that he would forget about the time difference, or just assume that whatever he had to say

was more important to me than sleep. What did surprise me was the message from Luke.

Hey man, anything weird in the news? I scratched my head and read it again.

It didn't make sense. The last time my brother had cared about current events,

was when he was trying to sleep with a polysine major during a sophomore year. I groaned.

I had to be at work in four hours, and there was no way I'd be getting back to sleep now.

I scrolled listlessly through the front page of a few major papers, but didn't see anything out

of the ordinary. I sent Luke a curt reply. No, why? It was the beginning of a bizarre conversation

that left me terrified for my brother. IDK, Luke responded. But our trains been stuck in the

middle of nowhere for like two hours. Ellen's pissed. Can you check the schedule for me? I'd do it

myself, but the internet is all buggy out here. I groaned again. Classic, Luke. I'd do it myself,

but could have been his personal motto. Just like always, I started helping him, even when I wanted

to strangle him. He sent me the identification number and departure time of the train. But when I

searched for it, I noticed something odd. Train departures at the time Luke mentioned were listed

for every other day, but for some reason, today that time was missing. As far as I could tell,

my little brother was on a train that didn't exist. Not finding anything. It texted back.

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