A brief, possible draft of history?

[ontraintracks]

When he was little, Victor always liked trains. BIG trains, little trains, red trains, green trains, they were all fantastic. When he was 7 his aunt and uncle, who he lived with at the time, moved houses, and Victor and his cousins went too. Near this house was a train track, one that never got used. It was broken and covered in moss and branches, but his aunt still told him to stay away, that just because it said it was closed didn't mean a train wouldn't come past and squash him flat if he wasn't careful.

And so, Victor stayed away.

For a little while.

But then he couldn't anymore, and off Victor went, in the dead of night, to the train tracks.

And this is where Victor died.

But... he didn't.

Its complicated, and he can't quite explain it, so he won't try. Not to you at least.