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As the colors and lights came back into focus, Angie jerked reflexively as if having been struck by lightning. The door to the next car had been slid open loudly, and two figures made a stumbling entrance. One of them was a typical sight for this late night train - a middle-aged man drunk to the point of stupor - and the other was almost as common, a young girl in a way-too-formal dress for a train ride acting as his companion.
