The vibe is weird in the middle of the night. Everyone is asleep, mostly, but looking out the window is a trip.
Fleeting glimpses on the rail line every so often. Small town. Railside work camp. Uncontrolled crossing. Lights of something in the distance.
Punctuated by stops, waiting for the trains going frantically in the other direction, always hauling some heavy load. Must be something going on, eagerly needing all that the land can provide.
And every now and then the flash of red from the track lights, casting an eerie glow throughout the cabin.
It’s giving a backrooms vibe, that office /shopping mall creepy pasta floating around the internet of endless rooms and mostly unoccupied offices.
Like the monorail introductions to the various Half-Lifes, scenes from an ongoing story glimpsed through the window, though more creepy for being real.
Or is it? It’s mediated after all, caught only in glances through the window, continually almost seen, as the attention is diverted elsewhere.