Author's Note - Terribly sorry for the delay! I lost my laptop and was unable to write for this last month or so. Thank you for all the supporters, hopefully, we can continue with some traction :)

Ten hours and forty-five minutes passed on the ferry. Pale in the face, the thrice-vomited Ciel half stumbled off of the ferry onto the docks when they docked. He did not wait for Sebastian as he went to find their luggage, bidding the Ticketmaster a good evening. Their train was scheduled to leave in 20 minutes. They were slightly behind, the train station about 15 minutes from the ferry by carriage. Ciel stood at the corner side and held a gloved hand out, pulling his scarf around his cold nose and cheeks. A single-horsed carriage pulled to the side after a moment of Ciel hailing.

"Where to?" The man on the top asked, accepting the coins Ciel gave offered for the ride before sliding down to open the door for the boy.

"The train station, please," Ciel said, taking a step inside. The door shut, the carriage shaking slightly as the driver pulled himself back into his seat. A small slap of reigns made the carriage pull forward, Ciel looking out of the window. Still on the docks, Sebastian's narrowed eyes met Ciel's casual gaze as the boy gave a smileless wave. The earl sat back in his seat with his knapsack to relax for the short ride.

The ride was a well-needed break from the rocking motion of the boat. This drive was long enough for Ciel to immerse himself in his thoughts. His heart, underneath the barricades and brick walls, was hurt on learning Sebastian's betrayal. He felt foolish for trusting a demon, or at least unquestioning of the situation. The distance between them that he had allowed to close could no longer be, knowing of the truth.

The carriage came to a halt outside of the train stations. Ciel opened the door and bid the driver goodbye. Outside of the station was a caller, yelling out the leaving times of each train. "To Oldenberg - Last Call!" The caller yelled from his podium, not looking up from his papers. Ciel opened up his winter jacket and pulled out the pre-purchased tickets from the London station for this ride. He walked to the gentleman holding the blackboard sign with "Oldenberg" scrawled, handing the tickets to him. The gentleman furrowed his eyebrows.

"Two tickets for a trip?" His accent thick, he looked at the boy after punching through both of them.

"My butler is on his way." Ciel took his tickets back and gave a single head dip as a thank you before he walked to the platform to step into the sleeping car. The carpeted floors and booths with tables lined against either side of the train greeted him, windows with an optional pull blind matching with each table. Taking a seat in a booth, Ciel pulled his knapsack into his lap and leaned back into the seat. A soft sigh passed his lips as his eyes shut. The aroma in this car was pleasant citrus, a soft mixture of lemon and orange swirling. It was such a refreshing and yet calming scent, lulling the already-tired boy to sleep as he rested his head against the wall of the train.

Ciel woke up to darkness. Hardly able to see directly in front of his face, he scooted out of the booth, pulling his knapsack onto his back. The earl kept his gloved hands on the tables and booth seats, taking slow steps toward the front. The only sound that could be heard was the rumbling of the train. "Hello?" His voice rang out in the car without response. His foot hitting the front wall, Ciel felt around for the handle of the car door in an attempt to walk to the next car. Swinging it open, more darkness consumed the outside. The wind picked up strands of his hair as he stepped outside, reaching for the guardrail.

Holding onto the guardrail, Ciel felt around for the next platform with his foot, stepping over successfully. This door opened outward with ease. Stepping inside the next car, the door shut behind Ciel without his intervention. Darkness took over this car as well, but an anxious feeling began to well up in Ciel's stomach as he used the booths and tables to guide him. After only a few steps, Ciel stepped onto a hard object, taking him by surprise and stepping back quickly. He nudged the area with his feet before finding the odd, cylindrical object once more and stepping over it. As he went to take another step forward, his foot caught on something. Ciel put his hands in front of him, landing on wet carpet and his legs caught by whatever he had tripped on.

Grumbling, Ciel sat back on his haunches, feeling for whatever was in front of him. In a blinding flash, candles along the walls of the car were aflame. Ciel closed his eyes for a moment, letting his eyes adjust to the new lighting before he opened them to the horror in front of him. The object that had tripped him was a body strewn across the aisle, an older man with peppered hair and a sliced throat staring blankly at the boy. A horrified gasp caught in his throat, leaning backward and using the momentum to back up. His arm bumped into something - this time, a woman draped across the bench with her mouth agape, eyes were torn from their socket.

Ciel stood from the ground, his blood-soaked gloves leaving handprints. The unfortunate passengers to take this car were slumped in their seats, each leaving puddles of blood on the booths or soaked into the carpets. He tried to slow his startled heart, forcing slow breaths through his nose as he looked around at the disaster. Loud screeching noises from the last car caused his head to turn around before the train was sent to a sudden halt. The earl lost his footing, tumbling over the dead passenger on the floor. A soft grunt passed his lips, propping himself with his elbows as darkness and silence surrounded him.

Before he could pick himself up, the door that Ciel had come through was yanked open. Heavy footsteps creaked into the car, darkness clouding the figure. "Show yourself!" Ciel yelled between his terrified breaths, his free hand looking for his concealed handgun. The total blackout was broken by two glowing pink orbs that Ciel recognized immediately, followed by a wide toothy grin. A throaty growl filled the car as the luminous eyes and gleaming teeth lurched forward for Ciel's throat.

"Young Master?" Ciel gasped as he woke up. He shoved the concerned hand on his arm that belonged to his butler off. "Young Master, are you alright?" From across the table, his butler's eyebrows were furrowed into worry.

"I'm fine, Sebastian." Ciel took a deep breath and looked outside. "Was I asleep long?"

"For most of the trip," Sebastian said, watching the boy attentively. "We are about to arrive at the next train station."

"Wonderful." Ciel watched the trees pass the train, slowly resting his head back against the wall. His breath fogged up the window in front of his face. This was going to be a long train ride.