Ghost In Train Novels & Stories

"But I will have the Heart. And when we meet again, brother... I will take the rest of you." Meanwhile, in the tunnels beneath the city, Jack Sterling was looking at a different kind of horror. The team had reached a ventilation shaft overlooking a secret underground loading dock. It was a massive cavern, lit by harsh sodium lights. In the center sat the Ghost Train. It was a beast of a machine. Armored black steel, windowless, with a cow-catcher that looked like a jagged set of teeth. It hummed with magnetic levitation power. But it wasn't the train that made Olivia gasp. It was the cargo.

CHUG… CHUG…The antiquated train groaned as it thundered through the mountain tunnel, the roar of the wind a desperate, harrowing shriek in the metal carriage. Skylar "Skye" Vance snapped her eyes open. Her vision was instantly blinded by a hostile flash of light. The ceaseless, jarring rattle and grinding friction of the train wheels beneath her sent a wave of agonizing vertigo through her system, creating a moment of terrifying, disorienting unreality.

They were on the last train for the day, and it was also a rush hour,the two of them were crammed up against the window there. Gianna looked out the window, and suddenly, for a split second, her eyes glazed over! Scott's head was right in front of her, and she moved his head out of the way, desperately looking out. Scott murmured."What is it?" Gianna's face was horrified, "I think I just saw a ghost!" Scott frowned: "Are you kidding me?There's no such thing as ghosts." But Gianna was sure of what she saw. She saw someone who was supposed to be dead.

Maybe it was the fact that he was a ghost or it was just his deadly pale lips or his ashen body that made his whole face which lacked expression, deadly. How did he die? She wondered. She saw no injury to prove he was killed by a sharp object, broken bones to prove it was a fall or an accident, rotting flesh to prove it was by poisoning, bulging eyes and protruding tongue to prove it was by hanging -nothing. What then? This train of thought was stopped right in their tracks by the ghost's next words. "You're late," he said,"to our wedding."

The station master, a frail old man, cowered as the angry giant approached him. "The midnight train—did a girl and an older woman get on it?" Rahim demanded, grabbing the man’s lapels. "Y-yes, sir... just a few minutes ago. They bought tickets for the northern line," the man stammered. Rahim turned toward the horizon. Far off in the distance, he could see the red tail-lights of the train fading into the darkness of the forest. The rhythmic chug-chug of the engine sounded like a mocking laugh echoing through the valley.

Before she could reach him, nothing was left, just the stain of blood and memories. He was gone in both worlds. The machines beeped, and loud cries echoed. She had just killed someone. Slowly, the fog came, covering everything and everyone. The souls were dragged back to the station, waiting on the train to take them to their next stop. Willa couldn’t speak. Her eyes remained on the floor, and behind her, Elias followed like a guarding dog, too proud to comfort her and too concerned to leave her alone. As the train wiggled its pregnant self before them, the souls stepped in one after the other. Elias and Willa were the last to get on.

I hop on the train and find my way to the back. All the seats are occupied, so I resort to standing in an equally crowded spot. People troop in, dressed for the season. An asian couple, a grumpy granny… a big man in a black top and faded black pants, with a ghost mask. My eyes follow him as he walks down the crowded aisle. I try not to run out, terrified. ‘It's not an actual ghost, Isla.’ I mumble, gripping tight on the pole tightly. The speaker announces as the train’s door shuts and our trip starts.

she mumbles softly cleaning off the tears cascading down her cheeks. "I don't remember doing anything to you. If it's about our night together then I'm sorry. It was never meant to happen. I lost control and even apologized before you suddenly disappeared." The female whirls and stares intently at him. "You told your friends to rape and murder me." "Me? You're a ghost?" He asks at once shivering. "Yes, I'm a ghost. And I'm here to kill you cause you are the only one remaining." "But I didn't do such. Please believe me."