"We will shortly be arriving at our final station," the conductor announced over the public address system.
Passengers stood and began lifting bags and cases from the overhead luggage shelf. They started to make their way to the doors.
Through the windows they could see the rural landscape becoming increasingly urban. Green streaks became grey as the train continued at a high speed.
Usually at this point the train would have slowed to a virtual crawl as it neared the station, but not today. It was coming in at full speed.
The station interior blurred past the windows before a sickening screech of metal on concrete. The passeners were thrown towards the front of the train as it crashed into a WH Smith's before flipping on to its side.
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