"Don't. Just keep it still," Curtis insisted. He could easily guess the questions Grey had without having to be asked.

"We're in a city called Darrow. I don't know how. I woke up, and I was here. So far, it's been me and Yona, and now you," Curtis said, keeping an eye out for their train. "Wilford's train... it's gone. The engine's crashed north of here, but the train's just fucking gone."

Good riddance.