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The train rumbled to such a stop, pulling me from a hard sleep. When my eyes opened the first thought to my mind. /Yolo...last night../ I woke up in a gasp, to find a rather empty train and myself on the cabin, covered and concealed in a blanket. Finding my bag and purse beside me, I jumped down through the cabin stairs and went to the train cabinet mirror. Worse than a dog, and engulfed in acne and pimples, I was frozen by my condition. Within a glance to the outside through the open door, I knew, the train had halted somewhere. A yellow board shined, not so far away. 'P-e-t-t-a-h" /Pettah? What are we doing in Pettah?/ Before I could even comprehend the situation, an arm wrapped around my waist from behind and swirled me around. The rapid action took some time to catch my response.