333 station was a very busy place. Most travelers used the trains there to travel round Silverwood and out of Silverwood. The place was always bustling with people coming and going in. Even merchants and vendors used that opportunity to sale their goods at the station, so that travelers could buy to their fill. Amara had been there severally. It was a lively place and people loved the smooth system of going and coming. The trains were always on time and were always filled with passengers, but that night, the 333 station horrified Amara.
What had once been a blissful place was now in rubbles. Impact from the explosion had destroyed almost everything down there. Amara was greeted with the stench of blood, smoke, and dust. Dismembered bodies of victims from the explosion lay everywhere. It l
