The silver button lies beside a parcel tied with blue string. Its label says Please take care of this until I return. You untie it. Inside are a child's red scarf, a broken umbrella, and a loaf of bread still warm from the oven. The note beneath them reads: These things are not valuable. They are needed. Quill watches you fold the scarf back around the bread. You ask whether the parcel belongs to him. Not yet. Shall I find you a shelf? You take the parcel and keep the button in your pocket. As you board, a woman's voice announces that the line is experiencing a temporary delay of indefinite duration. Quill closes his eyes. We've asked her to stop calling it temporary. The train shivers, still unable to complete the departure bell.
A midnight train has lost its final minute. Follow a silver fox through impossible stations, and find your own way to morning.
Listen closely. Choose carefully. Carry the consequences.
Every path leaves a different story.