The Winter Express - O Expresso de Inverno

Ao chegar no vagão, perceberam que talvez não tivesse sido uma boa ideia embarcar.

Porque no chão jazia um homem jovem, e havia sangue por toda parte.

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E a neve continuava a cair do lado de fora do trem, batendo nas janelas com a delicadeza de uma borboleta que pousa nas flores da primavera.

Nessa noite, ninguém dormiu.

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Upon arriving at the wagon, they realized that maybe it would have not been a good idea to board.

Because a young man was laying on the ground, and there was blood everywhere.

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And the snow continued to fall outside the train, hitting the windows with the delicacy of a butterfly that lands on the spring flowers.

That night, no one slept.