Super America Railways

Narrated 'claim' of a mystery writer whose 'ordeal' on a symbolic Western-train draws a 'dark' image of capitalist-race direction!

A 'transit-world' narrated murder/danger 'superstition' themed ordeal-vignette (fictional) drawing on some of the post-Orwellian/modern 'detective' themes from The Girl on the Train (Emily Blunt), which I hope you like, 

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My name's Amlan Satan, and I've lived in Chicago for some time now and liked to collect model train toys and build miniature villages/towns with running trains and monorails and cabooses/carriages and thought I'd start developing a murder-mystery novel in the Windy-City capturing all the charms/superstitions of developed civilization and the 'pace' of trains/capitalism (wow).

I'm an Ivy-grad with a degree in Cognitive Science and liked to read lots of books growing up, both fiction/nonfiction, and I came across the works of a special 'psyche-darkness' writer in America who inspired me to think about the modern transit-culture in America surfacing a special 'social-media' personality oriented fascination with the 'superstitions' of traffic...and turbulence conversationalism (hmm).

This 'special' writer who really inspired me when I was younger made me realize that the writing that would direct me towards a new kind of transit-culture superstition or 'dark-magic' writing 'moved' me to think about the quality of traffic-destabilization and the horrors of terrorism/accidents and how the resilience of the human spirit/condition was one of 'incomplete distances' to great immortal courage (wow).

I decided to take a special 'Super-America-Railways' symbolic train journey from Chicago all the way to San Diego, all the while taking in the breathtaking scenery and town/city/village 'imagery' outside my window to inspire me for my great American novel about the transit-superstition consciousness in this Western world. However, I was then confronting a real 'stranger' form of occurrence while on that 'magical' train journey, one that would inspire my real tale (hmm).

En-route from Chicago to Cali, the train conductor informed us that we'd have to make a danger-stop after reports came in of an in-journey bloody murder! Apparently, a beautiful woman in a red dress with a dragon tattoo was shot in the chest and laid in the train restroom to be discovered. This was the very-same 'beauty' I passed by in the food-car of the 'Super-American-Railways' symbolic train and fell in love with (at first sight!) and named her 'Esmerelda' (for my proposed novel, and I told her about it too!). I was in pure shock/horror, wondering what 'mad scientist' would want to orchestrate the death of such a pretty woman in this great American country of living standards.

I later learned the fair and sexy red-dress wearing 'Esmerelda' was laid-to-rest in a cemetery near where the train stopped, where she actually/ironically lived, and I decided to conduct my own investigation which led to the suspicion she'd been killed by an iconic executive who knew of her extra-marital pregnancy because of their adulterous affair and had a 'gargoyle' positioned to commit the veiling bloody murder and create an orchestrated 'stranger-killing' hypothesis with the authorities. I decided to put-aside my own interests in train-murder storywriting and fashion a special 'nonfiction' veiled murder-mystery to expose this executive-maniac (at least for the American readers/audience who just might stumble upon a 'cool' method of 'negative-exposure' of the man in this American 'transit' tragedy).

I learned even later on that the man was then accused (formally), after my novel was published (and I won the Pulitzer!) and was sent to trial but decided not to pursue a further inquiry into the matter and clear myself ('incompletely') of this entire bloody murder affair/occurrence on the 'Super-America-Railways' symbolic train. I instead got myself a "Xenomorph" sci-fi horror-media franchise action-figure model/figurine and put together this time-capsule which includes this 're-telling' revelation of this strange 'train-murder-mystery' alienation.

WAITRESS: You look pensive, Mister.

ME: I had a real ordeal to meditate on, after winning the Pulitzer, honey!

WAITRESS: Sounds like a rather 'cool' tale, Mister.

ME: Maybe I'll share it with you (sometime)...over a tasty pumpkin-cake eat.

WAITRESS: Sounds promising (thanks).

I'll never forget my fair/red 'Esmerelda' on that 'Super-America-Railways' symbolic train 'journey' from Chicago to San Diego, nor will I ever expose the details of this bloody murder mystery through any other channel but through this time-capsule earth-buried revelation to be dug/exposed/shared (on social media!) following my own (natural!) death. However, what I do remember now more than ever and always shall was the 'turn-in-transit' that led to the red-lady's death rather than her 'incomplete' embrace into my own dominion that would've (otherwise) led to a 'cool' fleshy romance/story.

I've also included a special Selfie-photo (image) in this time-capsule contained story and murder-mystery, for the honor of my 'Esmerelda' and the 'Shadow-Writer' who just wished/dreamed that he'd become her special...stranger...hero-of-the-train in this new Earth of transit/examination social-media (or personality!).

Why was Esmerelda caught in the 'red-pit' of Hell? Was this executive-maniac simply a 'typical' messenger (or diplomat!) of all things 'sour' in our capitalist race? I decided to enjoy the iconic Agatha Christie adapted film Murder on the Orient Express and 'dream' about what separates capitalism disorientation...from direction (hmm).

"Capitalism is the astounding belief that the most wickedest of men will do the most wickedest of things for the greatest good of everyone" (John Maynard Keynes).

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)