I remained silent for a moment. “Yeah, I guess that sounds like me.” Those were the words running through my head when the train came barreling down the deserted tracks and slammed me into the air. In one brief moment of dissociation, I registered that its headlight was flickering and broken, a massive crack running down the center of the bulb, and that something that looked very much like my body had just hit the ground beside the tracks. Then, everything went black.
Sunset Over Ithaca 