"No. It's not a dream." Taiki was walking through the garden, wrapped up warm. Snow always made him homesick. But he enjoyed it, liked the beauty of it. Especially when it was controlled, when the beauty did not come with the tragedy of people struggling to survive in harsh conditions.

"It must all feel very strange for you though." He smiled at the man, new today. Another person pulled from their world onto this train.

"It's real though..."