The train rattled onwards, speeding them out into open country. It was an odd, unsettled sort of day; one moment the carriage was full of sunlight and the next they were passing beneath ominously grey clouds.
Holy cow, the Deathbike is intense! I hope Steve is feeling better after the concussion! And I hope your nerves are calming down after what must have been an unsettling day. It seems bikes are out of the question, too. How about roller skates? How much damage could Steve possibly do on a pair of roller skates?