[As the train pulls into Repose's abandoned train station, the lights flicker back on. They don't turn on bright and garish, blinding. Seemingly considerate, they flicker to life slowly, shadows at first and then more, giving those in torrid embraces a chance to flee before they're recognized. But, after a few minutes, the train is as brightly lit as when the evening began. The tables in the dining car are messy with plates abandoned, and the sleeping compartments feature sheets mussed and in need of wash, and the piano bar is sticky from drinks spilled. But, generally, everything is as it should be. Beyond, Repose is waking, the sun just rising and a crisp chill in the air.
The train will linger in the station long enough for all passengers to disembark. Then the train will become a story once more, until the next generation experiences it for themselves. For now, the station goes dormant, the doors once again locked, and everything returns to how it was.]