#dream train

I was told to escort them into some safe house on the other side of the country, so we decided to take a train that goes there. The man said he'd go and secure us a whole section of the train so there wouldn't be anyone else near us. After he had left, i played around with the kid. She seemed to like me. The mom then said that we should go to train too and that it was about to leave and then the bitch just got up and left me with the kid. I was thinking that she was doing a horrible job at protecting the child, she too was concerned was in danger. I picked the girl up and went to the train.

Now this was a dream train so it wasn't normal. It had two isles, one on the right was wider and i guess more expensive and the one on the left was smaller and super crowded. The right side isle was obviosly for the rich, it was like the 1st class section of the Titanic. Chandaliers and everything. The left side was just a veeery tight area with seats. It was also a bit dark. The two sections however had small windows inbetween them so you could see from one side to the other.

Anyways, we get a whole carriage to ourselves. We sit down and the kid starts running around. I ask the woman if she's always this careless with her kid and the dad asks what i mean. I explain what happened outside and he gets angry at the woman. They start arguing and it's pretty clear that the man cares more about the kid. In the middle of their arguing i realize, i don't hear the kid anymore. I look around and she's gone. I tell the parents that and they both panic, the guy more than the woman and we get up and start looking for her. We split up and i start roaming the "poor" side of the train. There's a lot of kids there but none look like her. I see from the tiny windows that the father was looking for her on the other side. The mom was nowhere in sight.

After looking half the train, i hear a scream. I run to the source of the scream, up to like a balcony that was facing a theatre (remember, dream train). The mom was looking down and calling the daughters name and actually looking like she was panicing and worried for once. I look down and there she is, safe in a stroller. I tell the mom to run down there while i keep an eye on the kid. There were no strairs down straight from the balcondy so she had to go around. Then a guy came up to the kid. He looked up and i saw his face well. He was a pimple faced teen with dirty blonde hair. He was about to take the kid away and i figured that it was too high of a jump down so i started running for the stairs.