Wait. Nita had a point there, and it wasn't something Xander had even considered, but it had brought up a memory of him and his twin goofing off in their home, with the rest of their foster family.

But how the hell did it see that? Was it just something that had been called out of their own memories, or was it something the train had borne witness to in some way?

The thought of it had him gulping, uncertain.

"Yeah none of that is good. So I guess what do we do? Wasn't there some memo that said we weren't even supposed to be here, either, not long ago?"

What in the hells had the train even yoinked them all in to??