Rafiq never believed in ghost stories.
That night, he missed the last bus home and had no choice but to take the midnight train from an old railway station outside the city. The platform was almost empty. One broken light flickered above his head, and the digital clock showed 11:59 PM.
No staff. No announcements. No other passengers.
At exactly midnight, a train slowly arrived.
It made no sound.
The doors opened by themselves.
Rafiq hesitated… but stepped inside.
The doors shut behind him instantly.
And the train began to move.