“There’s no way back isn’t there?”
“No. We can still move on.”
“We... we just need to remember… how we got here...”
“And we-- need to remember to... to let it go.”
Four soft voices echoed from the empty space. The squeals and clanks of the metal rails slowly fill the atmosphere as a vague radio tune played within the dark chamber.
“Got word from HQ.” A disembodied voice emitted from the radio. “They said we need to turn back.”
“Too late now. We’ll have to change the algorithm on the next station. Tell HQ we’ll be there as soon as we change route.”
“Roger.” The radio went silent for a moment, letting out several clicks and then returning with the voices. “HQ, we heard you loud and clear. We’ll head back to you 400 hours from-”
A burst of static noises swallowed the voices as the radio began to stutter more and more frequently. The dark interior rumbled as the voices returned with a desperate tone.
“This is *@@[#$%......]@$%#* reporting a *@@[#$......]@%#* The- *@@[%#.....]%#* Stop this damn thing!”
“Attempting *@@$%[#......]%$#* Shutting down engines… Attempting shutdown... I can’t *@@[%$........]@#$%* I can’t shut it down! It’s not shutting down! It won’t shut down!” Their static voices wailed through the radio as the large convoy blasted its final horn.