“The place was unremarkable - no signs of a station, another road or other artificial structures. But the rails here simply went into the ground, that’s all. The grass and bushes finally closed over the places where they were supposed to pass, and further, already literally three meters away, the forest rose like a solid wall - just as black and impenetrable as on the sides. There was nothing left to do but turn around and wander back through the same horror of the night. At such a time, even in the most ordinary forest, a person does not feel very comfortable - let alone this one, located in an unknown place and inhabited by an unknown person... Now a different feeling fell upon the young man - a viscous, endless nightmare, leaden hopelessness, which usually only happens in difficult situations. , muddy, colorless dream. It seemed to him that he would continue to walk and walk in the darkness along these ghostly rails and would never get out, not only into the normal world, but even to the trams. It’s just that the rails in this direction will break as suddenly as in that direction, leaving him without any help and hope in the middle of the endless thicket of the night... Or maybe this won’t happen either, the rails will just continue to stretch into infinity, and he will walk until will not collapse from fatigue, thirst and hunger.”