You head toward your town's train station for the morning commute. You enter your destination's name, and the ticket comes out. "VOID", reads the ticket in screaming black letters. "VOID", the ticket states in perplexity and dread. "VOID", whispers the ticket. You take your ticket and pass through the barrier, the attendant gazing mournfully through you.
She knows your destination and inside she weens blackened tears of ecctacy for vour fate