[It's not all that quiet, between the heavy rain and the occasional crack of lightning. The eight cars may be various degrees of noisy, quiet chatter or dead silent, as its inhabitants are fumbling to find out what the status quo is.
Doesn't matter anymore, though. There are a few really heavy footfalls, rumbling the earth, and then there's an eardrum-shattering ROAR.
Ladies and gentlemen, enter stage center, our friend the Tyrannosarus Rex, and several snapping cables.
Better get in the nearest car, or the bathroom in the area, because shit just got messy.]
[ooc: GET IN THERE LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.
Current path:
Car 3 --> Car 7 --> Car 8 --> Car 6 --> Bathroom --> GONE]