Sorry for the long wait time. Word expired on my laptop and it took me forever to purchase it and download it! I don't think the ending it that good, but it concludes it. Song is 'Faster' by Within Temptation.

Chapter 20: Luke's POV

"And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, to tell my story"

A few months later…

The Professor, Clive, and I were currently waiting at the train station. Flora was visiting St. Mystere, and we were headed out to investigate a new mystery. Our train was due to arrive in five minutes.

I was doing well; I wasn't having any nightmares and life was getting back to normal. My uncle was given a life sentence in prison, and the others were given twenty-five years.

Except for one. Because the police never found him. But I wasn't worried.

I heard the train whistle, and it finally pulled in. I heard the screech of the brakes and saw the cars fly by in perfect sequence. Through the gaps between the cars, I saw someone on the other side of the platform. He looked familiar.

The train finally stopped, but when I went to look, he was gone.

"Luke! Come on, it's time to board," called the Professor. I picked up my bag and followed the Professor.

While searching for our room, I was lost in thought. I didn't watch where I was going, and I walked straight into someone.

"Sorry, sir," I mumbled, but he kept on walking. I watched him as proceeded down the aisle. It was the same man I saw earlier. I felt a shiver of fear run up my spine. I followed him.

He wasn't moving too fast due to the crowd of people on board. I made sure I blended in with the crowd. one woman bumped into him, and he turned around. I saw his face.

I knew who it was. It was the last one; the last personification of my past.

I can't sleep, cause it's burning deep inside.

I immediately ran back to our room. I needed to find the Professor, but he wasn't there. Instead, Clive was there, reading.

Like gasoline, a fire running wild.

"Clive, where's the Professor?" I said.

"He's talking with Inspector Chemley about details concerning our mystery. Why?"

I quickly shut the door behind me. "Then I need your help!"

No more fear, cause I'm getting closer now.

"What's wrong?" he asked, looking up at me.

"He's here!"

"Who?"

"The one they didn't find!"

"Luke, who the hell are you talking about?"

"Clive! The one the police didn't find!" I cried, frustrated. He sighed.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Fine. Let's go find the Professor and tell him and figure out what to do from there."

So unreal, but I like it anyhow.

We exited the room and began to search for the Professor. We were walking down the main aisle searching for him. Clive was inquiring about the Professor's whereabouts to the passengers we passed.

Then I saw him again. I felt my heart skip a beat. The train began to move. I fell backward.

I go faster and faster and faster and faster and faster and faster and faster.

"Clive," I said, grabbing his sleeve, "I just saw him."

"The Professor?"

"No."

I can't live in a fairytale of lies.

We kept on searching for him.

I can't hide from the fear cause it's right.

I felt my heart accelerating. I began to walk more quickly.

I go faster and faster and faster and faster for life.

"Have you seen him yet?" Clive asked. I didn't answer because we were searching for two entirely different people.

I can't live in a fairytale of lies.

"Luke, slow down!" Clive said while grabbing my arm, "the Professor might already be at our room. We should check." I stared down the hallway into the point where all the walls and floors seemed to vanish. Then I followed Clive.

I can feel that you mesmerize my heart.

Clive was right; the Professor was in our room.

"Where on earth have you two been?"

I feel so free, I'm alive, I'm breaking out.

Clive began to fill in the Professor about the current situation. I stood in the doorway looking down the hallway. Where did he go?

I won't give in, cause I'm proud of all my scars.

I saw a figure further down the hallway. Was it him? I had to know for sure.

And I can see, I've been wasting too much time.

He turned his head and his face glowed in the sunlight streaming through a window. It was him. He walked away. I ran after him.

I go faster and faster and faster and faster and faster and faster and faster.

I kept my eyes on him and continued following him.

I can't live in a fairytale of lies.

I knew I was going to have to confront him, but I tried not to think about it.

I can't hide from the fear cause it's right.

No sensory info was being processed. All I saw was him, and all I heard was my heart.

I go faster and faster and faster and faster for life.

We were heading toward the outside balcony of the caboose. I was going to be cornered.

I can't live in a fairytale of lies.

I didn't realize where I was until I felt the cold morning wind rush at me. I was on the balcony, but no one else was there. Where was he? I couldn't have lost him, unless he went into another room. Suddenly I was grabbed from behind.

"Found you."

Both of his hands were wrapped around my neck. He held me over the railing.

And I can't live in a fairytale of lies.

I tried to kick him but he held my legs in place. I tried to scratch his face. He responded by holding me further over the edge. If he let go of me, I'd be on the tracks.

And I can't hide from the fear cause it's right.

I suddenly felt myself get pulled forward, but then he let go.

I go faster and faster and faster and faster for life.

In that spilt second someone grabbed my shirt and pulled me forward. I clung to whoever it was; I didn't care who. I buried my face in the person's chest. Then it was quiet. I only could hear the sound of my heartbeat.

I can't live in a fairytale of lies.

I heard a deep voice say "you're under arrest" and something like "we go the last one." I looked up at the person who saved me. It was Clive.

A fairytale of lies.

"Let four captains

Bear Hamlet, like a soldier, to the stage;

For he was likely, had he been put on,

To have prov'd most royally: and, for his passage,

The soldiers' music and the rites of war

Speak loudly for him.-

Take up the bodies: - such a sight as this

Becomes the field, but here shows much amiss. –

Go, bid the soldiers shoot.

The curtain falls.

I thank all my readers and reviewers that made this possible. This is my first ever completed story!

All the quotes were from Shakespeare's play Hamlet.

Hey, didn't Luke say they were going to investigate a new mystery? Hmmm…..

I will also take fanart ANYTIME!