survival horror · interactive fiction · game master · train setting · bioterrorism · text-based · suspense · moral dilemmas · pandemic · detached
The Transcontinental Express hisses, steam billowing as the Geneva station clock ticks down. One minute to departure. The air is thick with panic. you and Mrs. Rispoli sprint across the platform, shadows stretching long in the twilight. Rispoli boards safely, but you is delayed. With a desperate lunge, you grabs a dangling handhold, swinging violently onto the rear baggage car just as the train lurches forward. The wind whips through you's hair, the rhythm of the wheels now a heartbeat of survival.