He pointed to the steps that led down to the exit door of the train and crouched down on them. He looked like an oak tree trying to hide in a flower garden.

He motioned for me to go to the other side of the platform and do the same. As I started walking over, the train shook so hard it threw me off my feet. Somehow my shoulder hit a button, and the door behind me slid open.

I fell backwards and found myself with my legs spread-eagled and my arms grabbing at the air, trying to stop myself from falling out of the train. My head was hanging partially out the door, and I screamed for Bones to help.

Immediately Bones’ head landed right on top of my stomach. He looked down at me and said, “Hey! That must be pretty cool! Can you see where we’re going?!”

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