The Midnight Train Pt. 03
As requested another part to the midnight train stories. I hope you all enjoy, please feel free to let me know in comments or an email. This is of course pure fiction.
Winter had come in earnest bringing wind and snow to the area. Tiffany shivered a bit questioning her attire but she did love how she looked. She watched as her partner Jeff struggled with the cases of equipment on the narrow train stairs. The two usually sought out ghosts and hauntings but the midnight train was becoming a bit of a local legend they just had to check out.
Jeff got the cases to the top and let Tiffany past just so he could watch her walk away. He loved the Goth look and she always wore some sort of short skirt and stockings, tonight's looking like black spider webs. The two hunted ghosts as often as their classes allowed and he loved every minute, if only he could get her to date him.
"Yo, Jeff. The cases?" Tiffany knew he liked watching her ass, but there was shit to get done. This was their third and final night trying to discover something. The rail line had only so much patience for their nonsense as they put it. One compartment had its windows covered so no one could see in and a sign hung stating out of order. Tiffany set up inside watching monitors of the three micro cameras they had set up in Jeff's compartment.
Jeff was nervous again even though nothing had happened on the two previous nights. The rumors all said several people had either been found dead of unknown reasons or just up and left their lives after riding this train. Tiffany thought there was some truth to it so here they were.
The train pulled out of the station on time and Tiffany rechecked the video feeds and that she was recording for the third time. Tonight was the night, she just knew it. The monitor for the hall camera showed movement and Tiffany's breath caught. A tall red haired woman, girl almost, began walking down from the previous car. She had a tight pencil skirt of deep red and white blouse. Her long red hair was perfectly straight and her lips so red they almost glowed. Tiffany watched as she went right to Jeff's compartment.
Jeff's eyes almost jumped out of his head when he saw the redheaded girl look in through the glass of the door. She was gorgeous, perfect and looking right at him. The door opened and her heels clicked on the old wood floor.
"May I sit?" Gabriella said in a soft tone as she watched the boy's eyes. His pants were already tenting from his erection and she could see him breathing hard. "My name is Gabriella."