Train Ride by Steven P. Arthur

Just as the train entered the tunnel, the lights went out.
There was commotion and a scream. Through the tunnel, the
lights back on revealed a woman on the floor, unresponsive, her
face beautiful, pale and bloody. The speaker overhead cracked
with static. “Welcome folks, to the Murder Mystery Train.”

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