Clementine:
The door had shut. I held the key tightly, making sure it was not seen.
I pressed my palm against my thigh so the cameras would not catch the shape of it.
The realization settled heavily in my chest. All this time I had believed that the train forced us to follow the rules, but now I understood the truth.
It was never the train. It had always been the academy, the headmaster, and the ringleaders watching us, deciding who followed the rules and who needed to be punished.
As I lowered myself onto the corner seats, I realized the carriage felt colder than usual.
I had never been alone in this carriage or in the entire train. When I looked outside, memories hit me.
The magical train, all of the crusaders meeting each other for the first time in the hall, Haiden, Yorick, and Troy finally getting along with me, and meeting Ian in the prison.
My thoughts then shifted to the first mission in the woods and the faun.
