On The Ride Home.

[Note: This is a very rough idea currently.]

Roughly Victorian settings, on a fairly well used train. The train is moving.

Only two players, one normal man in suitable dress of the era, another a pale man with white hair wearing a top hat that overshadows his face and a drastic overcoat.

Initially, the first man (henceforth known as X) is standing in the train car's walkway outside of the cabins, staring out a large window on a snowy expanse edged by a dark forest. The man is looking at his own reflection, at which point the viewpoint switches to his own. He is slowly moving his left hand towards his eye. It becomes apparent from the reflection that his left iris is clouding over.

An out-of-focus shadow of a man drifts past X in the background of his reflection.

X turns quickly on his heels and calls out, having seen no one on board the train for the entirety of his ride. He moves towards a cabin with an slightly open door. He glances in and sees no one, glances down the hall in both directions and sees no one, then decides to take a seat in the open compartment.

He takes a seat near another window, closes his eyes, then begins rubbing his closed left eye. We switch to his view again, slightly clouded on the left side, but unknown to us as everything is currently black. X opens his eyes to see a strange top-hatted man (THM) sitting across from him in a sudden way that should fuel nightmares. X asks the THM who the hell he is, which the THM leaves unanswered. The man never raises his head, leaving his a large portion of his face constantly in shadow.

The man quotes a number of Dante's Inferno verses and ends it with, "You've been riding for quite a while. Shouldn't you wonder about your destination?"

All the while, X's eyes are fogging over. He uses the last of his vision to look out the cabin window to see the hint of a massive struggling creature in the distance, frozen in a lake. X turns back to see no one in his vicinity. He starts to talk, but can only wheeze, as the train car is now choked with freezing air.

At this point in time, it should be obvious exactly what's going on... We switch to the present, with X on a bloody operating table, shown from a bird's eye view. A surgeon is leaning over him. We switch to X's eye view to see that the surgeon's face is shadowed, then the scene fades to white as we hear the heart monitor flat line noise.