Urban Platform Mystery

Late night, I lingered on an abandoned platform, letting the cold steel rails guide my thoughts like translucent guides, the silence feeling more like a stage than an emptiness. The creaks become potential ghost stories, and I find a strange laugh at the absurdity of the rumors that cling to these places. My restless mind maps every hidden corridor, cataloguing clues that may or may not matter, balancing skepticism with a craving for the inexplicable. The city still holds its secrets, and I keep a pen close to capture the fine line between disbelief and wonder. #UrbanMysteries