Next Stop, Nowhere

Summary

For Thanksgiving, my girlfriend, Jessica, finally decided to take me home to meet her parents in upstate New York. However, she insisted on booking the absolute last Amtrak train of the night, which also happened to be the longest route.

Exhausted from a grueling work week, I couldn't fight off the heavy drowsiness and eventually fell asleep against the window.

When I finally woke up, the seat next to me was empty. Jessica was gone. I checked my phone to call her, but her phone went straight to voicemail.