Wyatt
Going into our cabin space inside the train, I am glad to see that we have some sort of privacy here. It'll make it nice to be able to try and finally get some rest. Sitting down, I try to take a load off.
No such luck.
My mind is racing. I've got too much on my mind to relax. I can't help but think about how badly I need to talk to Maddy about this file, MY file, that I have been keeping from her. I also can't help but think about the fact that she is about to make her way into that bath house. The image creeps across my mind and it has me so tempted to just show up in there.
Pacing in the room, I decide that I can't just sit in here and wait. I walk out of our cabin space, noticing a train attendant who is checking passengers' tickets, I wave at him for assistance
