A train station emerged in the bustle of the city, visible only to the chosen. This was no ordinary stop - it was the Station of Lost Souls. The Arrival Silent and veiled, the train rolled in, shielding the secrets within. On the platform, souls stumbled aboard, bearing burdens etched on their faces - sacks of regret, crates of broken dreams, chests of old wounds. Each held a ticket, destination unknown. Among them walked Evelyn, her spirit weathered by life's storms. Though