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The train stops, but we aren't at our destination.

We're on a bridge over a very big drop.

"Pierre, why did we stop?" I ask.

"I don't know." He whispers back.

Then the lights go out.

A chorus of screams sounds all around us as everyone panics.

"Pierre! Where are you?!" I scream.

But there's no answer.

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