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The lights kept flickering and Vickers was starting to get second thoughts about staying in the corridor for long. He has to get to a compartment where there's less danger of him and his pets being trampled over.
He can hear a young girl saying something in the flickering darkness, but before he can react to that, the train lurches forward, throwing himself and his pets a few paces in that direction, skidding towards where the little girl was. " Owwwww!" he grumbled as he nursed his torso from having hit flat on the corridor floor. "What was that??... Merlin we didnt hit something or derail did we?" he muttered trying to contain that internal panic that started to churn in his stomach. Wait.... wheres Dolly? Where's Mac? He lost his grip on the bird cage and the pet carrier....
People were talking--confused understandably-- and decided to do what someone yelled out at the corridor. He pinned himself against the wall of the train and tried to fold his long legs to himself, lest someone trips over him....
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