Suddenly, ferociously, a train exploded out of the mist, it screamed and squealed towards us, painfully, terrifyingly, loud. A whistle shrieked the agonies of a thousand deaths as it sped at us, black smoke spewing from its funnel, its black-painted front gleamed evilly. Beneath, a glowing crimson cowcatcher glistened from the mist and looked like it was freshly painted in blood.
The noise was horrific and drained me of everything. Despite it hurtling directly towards us, there was nothing I could do. All I heard was its raucous clatter, all I felt was fear.
I stood, petrified, and waited.