[Well, at least he's asked someone about the train. She doesn't want to be annoying and push the issue, but she's really grateful he's at least willing to indulge her a little.]

You didn't get off that train?

[He's still backing away, and Chrissy tries to figure out what the look on his face means.]

No, we haven't been on it yet. Do you know why it's here?

[The guy backs up right into someone else, who curses at him and shoves him away.]

The only people who can see or board that train have been touched by death. I've only seen it once, right after my brother died on the line. Swear I saw him get on and wave goodbye before it headed out of the station.

[That explains why he's looking at them like that. To the people here they must be ghosts. It's so weird how that happens when they're not at home.]

Oh. So it's like a ghost train then.

[To Johnnie, she leans in to whisper.]

Maybe some kind of train to the afterlife. We're not getting on it to check it out.

[The last thing they need or want is to be taken to some otherworldly train station in heaven or hell or something. She sighs as she turns away, her interest in that train fading away with the story they've just been told.]

Come on, I guess there's no reason to play detective here.

[Bummer.]