Prologue

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"Miss, ticket please, hurry." I looked up to a man wearing an official uniform before rummaging through my pocket to flash him my train ticket. He nodded and proceeded to the next row of pedestrians, why was he in such a rush but wasn't sort of a hurry you would hear when someone was annoyed it was much rather a hurry you would use when you want to get out of somewhere. Maybe I am just over thinking things.

 It was the usual warm summer day of work, heading to my father's law office for my job as a prosecutor. I had recently finished my course in uni for law and was hired by my father's manager a few months ago. The train was pretty empty considering this was currently peak hour were everyone would usually be rushing off to get to work. I became curious as to why there where only seven people inside this one train carriage so I decided to do some snooping, that's what I'm good at. I stood up from my seat and casually walked up to the window which linked with another carriage. I took a peak to see that the carriage was fully filled. I raise my eyebrow in confusion, why would the carriage next to us be so filled when this one was completely empty. I watched the train official hastily brush past me and into the filled cart. I caught a glimpse of his face which made me further confused, he was completely pale, like he had seen a ghost. I stopped him politely.

"Sir, is there something wrong with this cart that people go to such lengths to avoid it, it's like everyone has seen a ghost." I jokingly commented, chuckling nervously.

"There was." I hear him quickly say before exiting the cart. Was it just me or did I just hear him wrong? Did he just say there was a ghost in here? The train fell to a halt, causing me to lose my balance. I quickly responded, grasping onto a pole nearby. The door opened to allow passengers to board the train. One by one the pedestrians board the train but it wasn't my cart. The doors closed soon afterwards and the air fell cold. I shivered slightly, wearing dress pants and a sleeveless button-up blouse. "They must have turned on the air conditioning." I silent mutter, a male overheard me and frowns. 

"Are you okay Miss you much be sick, it's boiling in here." I look around the cart which previously only had seven now only had five counting myself. I shoot him a confused expression. 

"Yes, I'm fine, thank you." I slowly raised my hand to my forehead to check if I had a fever, no sign of a fever. The atmosphere fell to freezing temperatures as I blew air into my hands and rubbed them against each other in an attempt to warm them up. The windows to the cart began to freeze as small icicles begin to form. I begin to panic, checking the train to see how many more stop I had until my destination, three. I nervously look around the carriage to see a dim blue light coming from the corner of the carriage. I walked closer to it, as the figure in the blue light became clearer, a male? I reached out to ask if he was okay, you know since there was a blue light emitting from him and all but when I reached out to grab him I didn't. Instead, my hand went right through him, slapping into the wall behind him. My eyes widen in shock subconsciously taking a step back. 

"Ms (l/n), are you a prosecutor?" He inquired with a broken sort of tone. Standing from his seated position. How did he know I was a prosecutor?

"Y-yes." I stuttered, taking another step backwards, reluctantly answering his question.

"Please help me." I hear him whisper.

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