Entry point

Your on a train to the city.

You feel drawn to its lights, the lights that promise freedom, that promise a greater future.

You know that these lights hide something rotten, a dark undercurrent seeping through everything this city represents.

But who cares, in this moment your so close to something greater then yourself.

Something true.

The stars disapear under the lights rushing closer and closer towards you.

Will you continue on?