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A ticket, with the following typed words: Single journeyThe Midnight TrainDeparture Time: 00.01 Sunday 19 April ‘Hello?’ And what happened was that it moved into a kind of swirling darkness, where the occasional strand of light wound through the black like strands of cotton. Wilbur needed a continual focus, a light to head to, a sense that he was working towards a shared future, knowing that he would lose himself into darkness otherwise. Oh God.’ Wilbur had turned on the television and was watching it quite fixedly.