My hands went quickly to my mouth. I feel like I harassed Rafael. His hair were so badly messy, his shirt was crumpled, and I noticed some red scratches on his neck and arm.
I will never go back to that dark train. Ever. I bravely went there to that horror train because I thought it was just a childish horror.
Childish, my foot!
It was one of the most terrifying rides I'd ever experienced.
It was an smooth ride at beginning. We're in the third row, in the middle seat. And I was at ease because there was only one white lady statue, and the lights changed every five seconds. And it wasn't at all frightening. I couldn't see behind us, and all I could see in front of us was the backs of people. There are three chairs in each row front of us, for a total of nine individuals in front of us
